Singing Time

This April in Pennsylvania was the coldest in my memory. A few days the temperatures warmed only to be followed by snow and another cycle of gray skies and frigid nights. That experience sadly also sometimes resembles my relationship with the Lord. While my heart longs for singing the reality is more often colorless and…

No Winter is Forever

We in the Northeast are so worn out with winter that even our local radio talk show host broke down during the weather report. “Snow again today accumulating 1-5 inches.” she began then there was a pause. “I just can’t read this!” she suddenly blurted out. Then over the radio came the sounds of paper…

My Winter Garden

Queen Lily she is resting Underneath her frozen bed While sister Iris covered in snow Shakes her sleepy head The daffodils start snoring While the tulips pray for Spring And Rose patiently puts on her robe of ice Till the robin flies home on May’s wings And the Father of Gardens smiles lovingly down Through…

Marks of Spring

The daffodils are blooming the cherry trees are joining the chorus and Mrs snapping turtle is looking for the best place to cross the road!

Back With Spring

For behold, the winter is past; the rain is over and gone. The flowers appear on the earth, the time of singing[a] has come, Song 2:11-12 This winter I needed time away from this blog to rethink, reflect and refresh on why I should continue. I’ll just take it one day at a time for now, with more…