It melts that fast here. Get a day around 40 and you can track the progress of months old snow and its demise. I don’t know that it will ever be an Olympic sport, or have a museum built for it, but watching the piles of snow retreat is especially comforting this year. They got so tall. It is like rooting for Spring to just pile on in and take over. The weather effects us more than we realize. We sure talk about it enough, don’t we?
I enjoy watching the seasons of a church family too. I feel as if things are starting to spring up and percolate recently. The openness at church is growing, the care for one another, the willingness to hear the pain of one another’s lives. The ladies that have gathered on Sabbath afternoon to make blankets and other items for those who need them. It is like Spring after the snow melt. Take part, cheer it on.
