Apr 24, 2021

And the wind?


The deep gray of winter, bare trees, people in full shiver. The fur of the rabbit and the squirrel is thick and full, the ground is hard. And the wind? It carries a lonely sound. It was midwinter when Francis called out to the almond tree, “Speak to me of God!” And the almond tree burst into full bloom. Friend, winter, also, is life. 

-jobe




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