There are so many good things happening….the water in the canal is now on!
My purple crocus popped up from the ground!
The wind is cold but it blew away the heavy clouds of the morning
The whisper of God’s (Your God, My God, and Everyone’s God), Love is strong and streaming all around us
There is the promise of a new season of farm products
The little creek at the end of the place is flowing—small like a whisper, but growing stronger every day, sorta like the wind at the end of March.
I wish I had a globed ball of crystal, where I could look and see clearly where all this scary pandemic is going to lead us.
I wish I could see through all the treacherous smoke of this pestilence, and know clearly how things are going to turn out
But I don’t. All I can do is send to each of you hope, love, and prayers.
Stay safe my friends.
From my world to your heart,