It’s that lovely time of year when people are striking out on the trails. After a season of fellowshipping with mugs of hot cocoa, heavy quilts and dusty heating vents, we’re ready for some bright sunshine and a refreshing breeze. It’s time to get out and smell the fragrance of wildflower meadows where pine woods meet, to allow the sun to kiss your shoulder as a stream gurgles at your feet. In moments like these it feels like heaven truly smiles down and all seems right with the world. A day like this leaves one feeling rejuvenated and alive.
This work of restoration is what God is all about....