The promise of Spring is here
buried under the snow of February.
The earth awakens from sleep.
Just as Jesus can awaken
the frozen darkness
of your soul
and resurrect it
to life
and beauty
and promise.
Linking up to iPhriday.
Hope
the venerable stump
the stubborn old stump
at the roadside
has resisted removal.
It must have been
a fine, towering tree,
three feet through,
touching the sky…
Once…
i thought it
Unsightly
until it bloomed.
Beauty in old age cheers my heart.
140. Sign for the times…
This week we will be in Kentucky,
working on other people’s houses
instead of our own,
with intermittent internet access.
Uncomfortable words to us modern
bloggers, googlers, emailers, texters, tweeters…
The words from this sign
Jump out at me.
Really, no other words are needed.
the circle of life 