Last Friday we were greeted with a beautiful, brisk spring day. The greening of the grasses, the singing of the birds and the beginnings of the crocus blooms were announcing with a shout the emerging renewal.

This is the day which the LORD hath made; we will rejoice and be glad in it.
Psalm 118:24 – KJV

       As we began to enter into devotions in the chapel, outside the trees began to sway to a slight breeze as a light snow began to fall. Airborne crystals danced in the sunlight as they fell through the barren branches of the maples and onto the boughs of the evergreens then to the ground. It was beautiful!

Ye are blessed of the LORD, which made heaven and earth.
Psalm 115:15 – KJV

       Before devotions had ended, the sky had turned to a heavy coldness, a grayness that could be felt. The prancing flurry had changed into a fury blanketing the grasses, silencing the birds and preventing the crocus. The trees now swayed to the cacophony of spring, lain tightly, jacketed in silence. It was deafening.

       I decided to venture out into the town with my friend Mike as the snow continued in heavier and heavier flurries. Despite or ‘in spite,’ the town’s people carried on with their lives. Old ladies wrapped in coats and scarves laden with groceries walked to their houses. Men on bicycles, driving horse-drawn carts or on foot purposely carried on the commerce of the day. Homeowners lit clearing fires around fruit trees, in ditches and small planting areas in defiance of the snow. Life continued. What did they know?