Of course, the most precious miracle for me are the baby leaves God gives me. (See the March 30, 2009 post.) To see that first baby leaf open wide from the shining sun upon its form thrills my heart. The maple tree sits right outside my writing room window.
The crocuses are blooming and the daffodils are smiling. I've seen some red on some tree branches and color is beginning to show around the landscape. (Yes, even with some dusting of snow!)
This year April brings the miracle of the celebration of Easter. Is there any greater miracle? (Aside from God saving me, I don't think so.) It is the greatest!
Below is a nice snap of a blue bird my friend, Kathy Kreyling, recently took. And I've seen a few myself since March.
"Listen, can you hear it? Spring's sweet cantata. The strains of grass pushing through the snow. The song of buds swelling on the vine. The tender timpani of a baby robin's heart. Spring.!"- Diane Frolov and Andrew Schneider, Northern Exposure
"The day the Lord created hope was probably the same day he created Spring."- Bern Williams
Yes, Spring is indeed a sign of hope. Can't see it? Look around--it's everywhere!
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