I’ve been away for a while.
Folding my life into neater sections.
Transforming block lettered hope into calligraphic reality.
Retiring from the snug warmth of what was
To reside in the tingly shiver of what may be…
…and what will be…
…and what is.
The final quarter of 2014 was a dramatic experience.
A reminder of a few things.
Of God’s love.
Most especially, His faithfulness.
A season is changing.
Preparing for 2015.
“Look, the winter is past,
and the rains are over and gone.
The flowers are springing up,
the season of singing birds has come,
and the cooing of turtledoves fills the air.
The fig trees are forming young fruit,
and the fragrant grapevines are blossoming.”