A Field of Daizy's

White Rain?

Okay, I am sitting here looking out the window. I thought I was seeing it sprinkle rain, but some of that rain was 'fat and white'. Maybe even a little 'fluffy'. Our April showers need to go on a diet.

I just read a poem by kansaspoet about the Easter events at the Cross from Jesus' mother's point of view. I have often looked at that from a mother's perspective and have wept every time. But then I have looked to the reason for it all and have felt the gratitude for what was suffered on my behalf! Praise His Holy Name!!!