This year, so far, hasn't been the most fortunate in our neck of the woods. On top of sickness and countless trespasses against us, things haven't been as should be to help nurture children, to the best of our calling and ability, in the community God placed us in. I remember the past two Easters, in 2024 and 2023, and how circumstances weren't good then, either. Although post pandemic, neighbors continued to pass away untimely: one woman shortly after we spoke at her gate on my walk from an Easter church service. But despite every problem in the past, Easter remained the time of the greatest hope . Easter 2023 was a long walk to get ice cream to add to a gift to neighbors who were having fun outside, doing so despite every assault against the soul. And in 2024, the Easter season was four or five little souls at a brightly covered daycare table, really enjoying small ice cream sandwiches and quietly hearing and peering at an Easter book we had been reading in days leading...
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