Dearly Beloved, Grace and Peace to you.
After long icy months the little frogs emerge, thaw out and sing their joy to be able to sing for joy, sing wonder, sing their longing, and ours, a more than mating call, naively throwing their hope into the air, and ours, not just for the more but for the someone. There's little to do about it but to notice the longing and make a habit of knowing it, even without words, trusting it, even just the high, earnest sound of our mating call for God and the faithful waiting, married to the promise, which has also been faithful for millions of years. You walk along the pond and listen, let your heart rise a little, and wait.
Deep Blessings, Pastor Steve
__________________ Steve Garnaas-Holmes Unfolding Light www.unfoldinglight.net