Beach ball

A light snow fell last night.  Just a dusting, one that melted away with the rising of the sun.  Still, earlier today, when we awoke, trees, cars, the street, bushes, and a beach ball were all lightly covered.  We weren't expecting the flurry, nor did we anticipate the beach ball.  The former was a reminder of the winter we wish to see gone, the latter a harbinger of the summer to come.  We seem to be in a transition moment, a time when we're balanced between what was and what will be.  This is true not just of the weather but also of our faith.  Easter is almost here, but Lent is not yet over.  We are ready for resurrection but the hour has not yet quite arrived.  Until then, we have a colorful beach ball, a playful symbol of God's surprising grace and joy.

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