Recently, one of our Oblates, enjoyed viewing my winter pictures. The picture posted on this blog entry inspired her to write a poem. She wanted to be known as "Anonymous" so I will not post her name. I do think you will enjoy reading her poem. May God continue to bless us as we strive daily to honor our Lenten promises.
The fury of winter is unleashed
Snow buries the busyness
Burdened but not bothered
The tree longs for Spring Or does it?
Inside my heart
The familiar darkness deepens
Constantly searching, seeking
Envious that the tree endures
Silently suffering, weary, waiting
In the midst of the waiting
Depleted, exhausted, resting
His presence prevails
His glorious grace breaks through
“Where you are….I Am I never left you