Why Spring Always Comes

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Today, nearly two-thirds through April, on Easter Sunday, we finally had our first warm day of spring. I'm hoping spring will really stick around. (Just this past week, it snowed where I live, in the Midwest, so I have reason to doubt.)

I think of how even though it felt as if spring would never arrive, we knew it would. Eventually.

So it is when we are in difficult seasons of our lives. We feel as if such times will never end. But usually they do. One way or another, "spring" comes.

There's a reason for this. It's built into the fabric of the universe, by the God I believe in. If you're interested on a "vision" of Easter I had a few months ago, I invite you to read my blog post at my Abundant Gifts blog.

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