The thing I love most about Spring is its reminder to me that dead things can come to life.
It brings such enormous hope to me to watch flowers bloom and gardens grow.
Nothing seems to make me more aware of God's presence and goodness than seeing his creation.
He came. He died. He rose again.
And, this is our hope.
He brings dead things to life in us and all around us.
This girl gave him him plenty of dead things that needed to be brought to life.
And, because I'm such a piece of work, there is still plenty to resurrect.
But, I have such hope that he who began a good work in me will carry it through to completion.