Life gets the last word
Each time I pass the rock garden on the corner it’s a little more alive, orange now highlighting the patches of mauve, sunny yellow and fuchsia. The baby pink cherry…
The love and lightness of Lent
Here in this corner of the world, while the forecast last night still called for snow, the crocuses and snowdrops are pushing their way up through the soggy soil, the…
The tulip’s reminders (OR When you feel ashamed)
I’ve shifted one of the sprouting tulip bulbs from the windowsill to the desk where I’m writing. I need the reminder that God’s life-giving work in us is a process. God…