Friday, April 12, 2019

Dearest God,

The cardinals hopped around, singing as they danced.  The bright red males appeared so beautiful against the deepening green lawn.  The hosta plants are pushing up, up, up through the ground.  It is as if everything is lifting its arms to the heavens in praise.

As I look out my windows, spring is all around me.  I especially love the branches and limbs dancing in the wind, the birds, colorful birds, brown, black, red and blue leaping from branch to branch and the Iris leaves stretching higher and higher knowing one day the stems will rise up out of their dark graves to find the light.  I hear and see the sound of faith.  I smile and give thanks.

Blessed are you,
Almighty and Everlasting God.
Worthy are you,
Creator God.
All praise
to you,
all praise.

Love, Andrea