Even as snow covers the ground, there
is hope of spring -it will finally arrive.
Rampant, worldwide pandemic affects
all of us; yet, there is hope, HOPE.
Look into the eyes of a child anticipating
gifts for birthdays and holidays. You see
hope. Mother Nature plays her
games this month; yet there is hope, hope.
For many, this is Good Friday when we
remember the suffering and death of our
Lord. Still, we have faith and know
He is with us today and always. Hope.
Even in these times of trouble, there remains
a floating sensation as if our burdens have been
removed. We anticipate with a sense of
calm now. For, yes, we know there is hope.
We are all in this together, playing our part.
With clasped hands, we pray this Easter. There
are signs of spring and hope: the flowers,
the buds on trees and birds building nests.
With renewed faith that a cure will be
discovered, we remain steadfast. Common
sense informs us of that cure as we hold our loved
ones close. Sustained hope, hope remains.