We live much of life amid unique choices. Joy is anchored in The One beyond our life. |
The days of winter's icy touch can come, and they may go, but winter warmth can do too much to lull us from its snow. When February feels like May or early into June, we don't know rightfully what to say in March's chilly boon. But wait until this blast is passed, and then will come the spring. The chill is sharp, but won't long last, and Hope will finally sing. by Jay O’Toole on March 13th, 2023 |