Old thoughts, old remembrances flee from us like the barren winter days. We give them no power nor energy, so they have no room for growth spurts.
We now open the windows and allow the spring freshness to blow into our nostrils. It fills our lungs, our rooms and our sacred spaces with the newness of life.
As the birds have returned from the sunny south to serenade our mornings, we too lift our heads with voices of song. We have come this far by faith.
Our faith has sustained us, kept us and continually blessed us. It has been a shelter, an umbrella that has assisted us in weathering the sudden and predicted storms. It has watched over us as we stayed on our paths.
New thoughts, new cycles, new levels, new altitudes. New friends, new acquaintances, new joys, new insights and new hope surround us.
Yes, we exhale deeply and whisper, “Alleluia!”
Lynn M. March 7, 2020