Uncertain spring, no longer winter.
Transition’s the only permanent thing.
So why should we wait to lift up our hearts?
Let us huddle together and celebrate Sprinter!
“Let us acknowledge the LORD; let us press on to acknowledge him. As surely as the sun rises, he will appear; he will come to us like the winter rains, like the spring rains that water the earth.” ~Hosea 6:3
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Absolutely.
And a very happy Sprinter to you, too, Mitch.
P.S. I think you need to copyright that word. You are the only one I have ever heard use it.
I am legend. ;>)
The regenerative power of plants never cease to amaze me!
That’s a gorgeous picture!
We just drove back from Florida, where it was in the 80’s, to Kentucky. So for us it was more like “summering.”
Yep! We were in Miami in February of 2020 (right before the pandemic), and people were tanning on the beaches.
After rolling around the word in my mouth I was blessed by the “present” of it!
Huddling sounds hopeful!
The warm glow of the flowers against all that snow. Beautiful.
Sprinter is clever, Mitch! And I love the message you shared with it! 🤍
Aw, thanks, Karla!
You’re welcome! 😀
Sprinter hahahaha. Sounds about right
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