How can you describe the feeling when winter finally falls away and green shoots come out from under dead-leaf mulch?
Just look at that new life!
Green and healthy with strength of a new kind.
Summer beat spring for two days and like children, we could not be kept indoors.
Long ago the child would skip and giggle, lie in the grass and roll down a hill.
But I walk two miles…then take part in a separation of branches from too thick a bush.
I work, I bend in all sorts of contortions, I forget, I overwork, and hope I’ve not undone what my chiropractor is trying so hard to fix. This older age pace eludes me still.
As the earth revolves, and seasons pass, in the death…it always comes back to new life.…change, hope, and more life.
One died two centuries ago.
He went to the grave for new life,
But it wasn’t for himself,
Though He lives again.
…it was for you…it was for all.
Jesus Christ; the ultimate servant.
Your life depends on it.