This weekend, we’ll roll through Good Friday to emerge Easter Sunday morning, celebrating the amazing truth that Jesus rose from the dead. I found this poem from Richelle Goodrich that fuses Easter, Jesus and Spring:
Joining in a birdsong,
Eying an early sunrise,
Smelling yellow daffodils,
Unbolting windows and doors,
Skipping through meadows,
Reviving spent life,
Inhaling fresh air,
Sprinkling seeds along furrows,
Tracking in the mud.
Easter is the soul’s first taste of spring.”
Join us this coming Sunday at 10:15AM as we start working through the book of Galatians, thinking about Jesus and the hope we have in the resurrection.