From you…

As I sat with one of you, you noticed the bight daffodils and commented that they had bloomed in the miserable.

Sure enough, even as the trees cracked and splintered under the weight of the ice, the daffodils never abandoned their cheery spring announcement.

Let's be clear, those happy yellow blossoms didn't make up their minds to bloom out of shear grittiness. They did so, but that is what they were created to do.

In the midst of the miserable ~ pandemic, fires, flood, ice events, more pandemic, or you can use your own imagination ~ who are you created to be?

Pastor Leah