He tends his flock like a shepherd. He gathers the lambs in his arms and carries them close to his heart; he gently leads those who have young. Isaiah 40:11
Spring. A time of birth and renewal. A time to throw off heavy winter coats and free the body to absorb the sun.
It was a long winter. Dissention and hate blew over the land like a cold and angry blizzard. Name calling and division, throwing rocks and crude and cruel words. A winter with a stifling, oppressive burden to hearts and heads and souls, leaving us weak and disillusioned.
It is time to throw off last winter’s crippling heaviness in the spirit of spring. To turn away from what poisons hearts and minds. It is time to feed each other with the natural and healthy foods that strengthen and satisfy body and soul. Time to bask in the warmth of gratitude, of please and thank you, of kindness and humility. It’s time to play light-hearted with our children and teach them the beautiful spirit of spring.
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Amen, dear Faye ❤️
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