“For every little flower that grows
And every babe that’s born
Reveal again the story
Of that resurrection morn.”
Poetry from my grandmother. ❤
Christ is risen! Christ is risen indeed!
Each year we are offered the opportunity to encounter the story of the life, death and resurrection of Jesus Christ through Easter. We read that when Mary left the tomb, she announced, “I have seen the Lord.” John 20:18.
Just one year ago I shared the first of my grandmother’s poems that had been sitting in a cardboard box for nearly a decade. Her words have been given new life. The poems have strengthened connections in our family, reminded us of nearly forgotten memories, and brought hope and joy to many. I have seen the Lord at work in her words. Over the last year I have seen other miraculous things: broken relationships mended, self-less acts of love in tragic times, even hugs that came at the most needed and unexpected times. I have seen the Lord in all these things.
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