The pollen has arrived. It seems like a long time since we were covered in pollen at the beach. The good comes with the bad...the dogwoods and azaleas are in bloom and beautiful. We could use a good rain, though.
This Easter brought new revelations to me in the sacrifice our Lord made for us. On Good Friday, six of our former/present/related pastors conducted a service on the last words on Christ. It was all powerful. Our Sunday school and church service were further inspirational. My circle sister, Patsy, brought forward a suggestion for a blooming cross. It was a beautiful metaphor for the new beginning we will experience at the end of our earthly life.