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Could Spring Really Be Here?

John's student says, "No, it's impossible. Spring came too easy. There will be more snow and cold." Maybe so....

...but for now I see little brave crocuses breaking through the hard ground...I see green buds on my rosebushes...I see that the snow drifts have disappeared...and I hear birds...I feel a warmth in the air...I see the world waking up around me...

...And I choose to rejoice and believe that Spring is here and I will enjoy it to the full and believe it is here to stay!!!

I told the children today that we should have a "Welcome Spring" picnic soon just to celebrate that winter is gone!!!

And somehow I choose to rejoice in the feelings of newness in my heart as well. Why does it feel so much easier to rejoice and feel happy in the Spring of the year?

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Anonymous said…
Why?...I don't know, but it's so true! I've been wanting to comment on your mending post. I'm so glad there is a virtuous woman who doesn't like to mend or iron. =) I have hope.

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