Spring is in full swing. Pollen is in the air, all over the car and everything else. I'm feeling inspired to write, not only here on my blog, but also on a story I've been working on. I don't actually plan on publishing it. If I did, I would do it through Lulu.com where you can self publish for free. But I most likely won't. Something I've come to realize here lately is that my story writing is therapeutic. It helps me deal with everyday stress and it has helped me to get through some of my toughest times. I pretty much use my experiences and make my characters have those experiences in some sort of way. But anyway, this was not what I wanted to post about.
This winter has been an eventful one. We had a snow day in February. It was called "The Great Snow Fall of 2010." We had three inches of snow here. It still snowing about 5 o'clock Friday, February 12 and continued on until the early morning. Now, for a Northerner, snow is not a eventful, it's everyday winter life. So, humor this Southerner. We don't get snow like this on a regular bases. The last time I experienced a southern snow fall was when we live in Charleston, South Carolina in 1990. And yes, both times it did stick! This snow fall was my nephew's first real snow fall. He experienced a small amount of snow that didn't stick in North Georgia back in late 2008 early 2009. He didn't pay much attention to it at the time. But he was excited about it this time. The snow began to melt in the daylight and by the afternoon it was all gone. I was actually kind of depressed after it was gone. The world was back to normal. God gave a lot people a gift that day, and it may a lot people happy. Especially the children. It was such a nice treat.
Now spring has sprung. It seems as though there were somethings that bloomed over time, while there were other things that bloomed over night. It's like magic....no more like a miracle. A beautiful miracle. The grey of winter springs forth into vibrant life. Death loses its grip and life begins again. Which brings me to Easter.
My Easter was downplayed this year due to health problems. But the meaning didn't leave me. Despite Easter being originally a pagan celebration, I don't think that it's a coincidence that Easter--as we know it--is celebrated in the Spring when life is given back to the world. To me, the blooming of plants, flowers, and trees are a natural testimony to the resurrection of Jesus. Winter is cold, grey, unfeeling, and death like. Spring is life, beauty, color, and warmth. Death loses, life is given back to the body.
I saw the most beautiful, other worldly sunset late last month. There were deep purples, pinks, and blues set against thin clouds that seemed to stretch from one end of the horizon to the other end. I wish I had my camera at that moment. Just seeing the highway lights against that sky was so bizarre. There is so much beauty in God's creation.
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Now playing: Avril Lavigne - Alice
via FoxyTunes
This winter has been an eventful one. We had a snow day in February. It was called "The Great Snow Fall of 2010." We had three inches of snow here. It still snowing about 5 o'clock Friday, February 12 and continued on until the early morning. Now, for a Northerner, snow is not a eventful, it's everyday winter life. So, humor this Southerner. We don't get snow like this on a regular bases. The last time I experienced a southern snow fall was when we live in Charleston, South Carolina in 1990. And yes, both times it did stick! This snow fall was my nephew's first real snow fall. He experienced a small amount of snow that didn't stick in North Georgia back in late 2008 early 2009. He didn't pay much attention to it at the time. But he was excited about it this time. The snow began to melt in the daylight and by the afternoon it was all gone. I was actually kind of depressed after it was gone. The world was back to normal. God gave a lot people a gift that day, and it may a lot people happy. Especially the children. It was such a nice treat.
Now spring has sprung. It seems as though there were somethings that bloomed over time, while there were other things that bloomed over night. It's like magic....no more like a miracle. A beautiful miracle. The grey of winter springs forth into vibrant life. Death loses its grip and life begins again. Which brings me to Easter.
My Easter was downplayed this year due to health problems. But the meaning didn't leave me. Despite Easter being originally a pagan celebration, I don't think that it's a coincidence that Easter--as we know it--is celebrated in the Spring when life is given back to the world. To me, the blooming of plants, flowers, and trees are a natural testimony to the resurrection of Jesus. Winter is cold, grey, unfeeling, and death like. Spring is life, beauty, color, and warmth. Death loses, life is given back to the body.
I saw the most beautiful, other worldly sunset late last month. There were deep purples, pinks, and blues set against thin clouds that seemed to stretch from one end of the horizon to the other end. I wish I had my camera at that moment. Just seeing the highway lights against that sky was so bizarre. There is so much beauty in God's creation.
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Now playing: Avril Lavigne - Alice
via FoxyTunes
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