“Come on, let’s go back to God.
He hurt us, but he’ll heal us.
He hit us hard,
but he’ll put us right again.
In a couple of days we’ll feel better.
By the third day he’ll have made us brand-new,
Alive and on our feet,
fit to face him.
We’re ready to study God,
eager for God-knowledge.
As sure as dawn breaks,
so sure is his daily arrival.
He comes as rain comes,
as spring rain refreshing the ground.” Hosea 6:1-3 (MSG)
Second puddle jump: new life
No rain, no new life.
This week Easter is a coming. Eggs will hide in grasses grown tall. Baskets will come out of hiding to hold eggs hidden and found. Plastic ovals and eggs dyed gay colors of bright greens, blues, reds, oranges, yellows, and purples found by little hands. Feet pitter patter like rabbits as they run to be the first to find the prize or to gather the most. Baskets are filled with chocolate bunnies, chocolate eggs, and candy chicks too. Easter has arrived, and it is a child’s delight.
We wear our best Easter Sunday dress. Rainbows of spring color splashed onto finely pressed clothes hung on young skin parade in church halls. Children dance and sing for the coming King.
Jesus. Savior, Maker, Lover, Friend.
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