A freeze this week meant not enough harvested for our delivery share. We have the luxury of replacing those foods with store bought items. But I could not help but think about how the foods that had come to sustain us had not survived. Yet, I also knew the fruits and vegetables would grow again.
We live into God's creation each day; into its periods of death, and its periods of rebirth. Spring is tentative - a delicate dance as nature moves out of winter toward new growth. With Lent and Easter on the horizon, I am reminded that God walks through the frozen, seemingly dead times, so he can lead us, always, to rebirth.