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| spring sunshine. |
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| our daily bread. |
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| our daily (spiritual) bread + mama fuel. |
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| Hudson + Mewsli heart. |
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| cougar + cheerios. |
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| that look. |
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Another week, another peek at the moments that filled our nest.
Let's just shout it out together now shall we... "c'mon SPRING!!!" I think anyone on this side of the planet is really getting eager for some real warmth and real sunshine already.
Just getting outside with the kids more often has been great.
The birds resume their singing, coaxing a delicate hope from the wintry cages of my own spirit.
While the sweet purple petals bloom up through the cold mud, reminding me that we are all longing to be reborn in this season.
Fresh starts.
Fresh perspectives.
It comes slow some days.
Other days like an instant train wreck.
Change.
We're still trying to walk by faith in days that keep testing it.
But I would rather have trials that push me closer to dependence on God,
then a life of ease that tempts me to forget my need of Him.
Sometimes we need to steep our hearts in gratitude,
to keep them soft and love-able.
Discouragement, disillusion, dissatisfaction are always eager to turn hearts cold.
May we break free of those wintry grips,
and spring forth into new hope.
Even if those blooms feel tender and trembling.
Even if those blooms feel tender and trembling.
my prayer for you and I,
warmly,
Mel ;o)
