O Lord, nothing looked deader than the brown, shriveled seeds I planted last spring. But You breathed Your life into them, and now, a hundred colorful reminders of Your Resurrection dance for joy in the west wind. OMG, to think that You can do the same for us, if we let You. Alleluia!
O my God, a March Monday seems drearier than most. But this fella showed up on my dining room floor and perked up when I fed him sugar water. OMG, You always bring life and color to my days. Thank You for this butterfly blessing!