Blessed Resurrection Sunday! "Resurrection" digital painting, 2022 "For I remember it's Easter morn And life and love and peace are all new born." Alice Freeman Palmer (Pioneer of women's education) and Hoppy Easter, too!  Blessed Good Friday & Passover! PHOTO THROWBACK-- Good Friday, 2019, Swayze Mill Park, Hope, NJ I took this photo two years ago, right at the beginning of the pandemic. How time flies! These stormy, dramatic clouds remind me of the scripture that describes what happened in Jesus’s last moments on the cross. Matthew 27: 45-54 Now from the sixth hour until the ninth hour there was darkness over all the land. And about the ninth hour Jesus cried out with a loud voice, saying, “Eli, Eli, lama sabachthani?” that is, “My God, My God, why have You forsaken Me?” Some of those who stood there, when they heard that, said, “This Man is calling for Elijah!” Immediately one of them ran and took a sponge, filled it with sour wine and put it on a reed, and offered it to Him to drink. The rest said, “Let Him alone; let us see if Elijah will come to save Him.” And Jesus cried out again with a loud voice, and yielded up His spirit. Then, behold, the veil of the temple was torn in two from top to bottom; and the earth quaked, and the rocks were split, and the graves were opened; and many bodies of the saints who had fallen asleep were raised; and coming out of the graves after His resurrection, they went into the holy city and appeared to many. So when the centurion and those with him, who were guarding Jesus, saw the earthquake and the things that had happened, they feared greatly, saying, “Truly this was the Son of God!” Thank you, Jesus, for your powerful finished work of taking all our sin on the cross, and opening the door for us not only become God’s beloved children, but one with You. Yours is the greatest love story ever told!
May we always continue to experience your love and grace in a deeper way.  Evan recently found this broken-off hyacinth bud in our yard. It was light green, tightly closed, and looked ‘dead’. He encouraged me to put it into water and thought it might still bloom. I was doubtful… and totally astonished when after about three days, it did! It made think about the power of water itself—a basic compound— essential for life, and wonder what areas could I experience transformation in by simply ‘watering’. I’m currently reading Soundtracks by Jon Acuff, and working on removing what the author brilliantly refers to as "lying, unhelpful, unkind thoughts" and replacing them with thoughts that are “true, helpful, and kind”. If I'm consistent, in time I’m hoping to see big changes. How about you? Any areas in your life that could use watering? "Words kill, words give life; they’re either poison or fruit—you choose."
Proverbs 18:21 MSG   and Happy National Poetry Month!
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