Yesterday we talked about colors. I spent time in an art gallery with some artists. I recall my private celebration of Spring’s arrival when I see what I call baby grass green. It’s the color of the very newest shoots. I first noticed it in the Flint Hills a few days after the control burn. The new grass pushes through the black burnt debris to announce new life. It encourages me to a fresh start and the dependibility of God. Just when it appears finished He gives a new beginning. That’s something to celebrate!
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