First I saw snowdrops, then this afternoon, crocuses!

By the time you are reading this, I believe the weather is going to be delightfully warmer than when I am writing on Wednesday. I have been thinking about many aspects of spring this week, as I work with several volunteers on scripts and story boxes for seasonal Spirit Play lessons, one about May Day and Pagan or Wiccan beliefs; one about the Easter story. That thinking brought to mind some lovely lines of a Rilke poem to share with you: [from “Threshold of Spring”] Harshness gone. All at once Caring spreads over The naked gray of the meadows… May your personal “meadows” feel the warmth of caring –-and of the burgeoning season— this week. I am so grateful for the warmth of this congregation and the many caring hands and hearts that help in Religious Education!