It rained for a whole day and night. It took down a lot of snow. There was a big sagging of the ground cover and even the snow piles. But as much as I like the snow, I love the rain.
Rain makes such a comforting sound. It washes away the harbingers of grief brought on by autumn. I haven't yet smelled the spring, but the robins have returned. I heard them chirping in the trees this week. The fragrance of Spring isn't far behind.
How tenderly God cares about the Earth. He gives the deep rest of winter to gather strength for the coming growth ahead. He gives grace for joyful expectancy. I think it is called HOPE.
With God there is always and all ways a reason to hope.
Never. Never give up hope.
Heb 3:6 ... but Christ as a Son over His own house,
Whose house we are if we hold fast the confidence
and the rejoicing of the hope firm to the end.
Rom 15:13 Now may the God of hope fill you
with all joy and peace in believing,
that you may abound in hope
by the power of the Holy Spirit.
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