Wednesday, April 6, 2016

Welcoming Springtime

I always used to keep a collection of little glass birds on my kitchen windowsill because they made me happy. 

But when I moved into my late parents' house, I sold some of the little birds and then I stored the others away in a box and forgot about them.  Although I'd prefer not to have to admit it, I have had a very hard time being happy here.

Every sadness has an end--there is never a winter that has no spring, and there is no night without a dawning.  Sometimes we just need to be reminded of that.

A friend gave me a little glass bluebird last week.  She wouldn't have suspected that I needed it but God knew.

It's a prayer of the heart to choose to be joyful.  That's what I'm doing today.

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