|(Photo credit to FHG Photography)|
The smell of wet grass after it rains.
A sticky toddler hand to hold.
White lilies in the front of Church.
In small things, I see hope. It's tastes of goodness, truth, and beauty. The world may seem a terribly bleak place sometimes, especially when you're reading the paper or watching the news. But just look at the world around you reawakening after wintertime. Look at the new life. Look at the flowers blooming on branches that were bare, and seemed dead, only days before. Look at that and tell me there's no hope. "Even the darkest night will end and the sun will rise." And today, the Son arose. Hallelujah!
"Our Lord has written the promise of resurrection, not in books alone but in every leaf of springtime."