Spring is here. . really here. .
Blue water coming down from the mountains. .
coursing between the thick moss covered banks. .
. .. still quiet campsites. . with the fresh green yet untrodden plants. .
. . the quiet lake which is biding its time . . .
I hope you have a moment this weekend to pause . ...
from paying bills. .
from trying to shuffle a budget. . .
from the endless commute back and forth to work. .
from the never ending task of minding children. .
from the weariness of your week. .
from the reno on your home that seems endless. .
and have a bit of time free of the pain that your body is giving you. .
from the pain your heart has endured.
I think of so many of you. . .
and pray. .
that your soul will be nourished .. .
and your body soothed . . .
to make you smile.