The snow fell during the night. I wasn’t awake to see its arrival, so it surprised me when I opened the back door this morning to let Sam (the dog) out. It surprised me, even though I knew snow had been forecast. It surprised me, because it smelled like spring when I walked to my parked car after work yesterday. It felt like spring as I drove home, the thermometer on the dashboard moving between 40 and 50 degrees in its measurement of the outside temperature. I drove past fields prepared for planting and luxuriated in not just the promise—but the fulfillment—of spring’s arrival.
From wrestling with God to a spiritual draw, my off beaten path seems illustrated in "real time" through your writings! Blessings!! ❤❤
Love it!