Wednesday, April 1, 2009
I spent the morning at my friend Frannie's. I took a walk around the backyard to see the herbs and vegetables starting in the garden. I said hello to the sheep and went out to greet the ducks. I photographed the peach, blackberry, and iris blooms. New life was springing up everywhere.
Then I spent awhile walking under the mesquite trees full of thorns. They always provide me with a deep meditation and reflection upon the crucifixion. The wonderful surprise, as I looked at what appeared to be almost unnoticeable tendrils of tiny new leaves, was the promise God showed to me of the life after the thorns.
They shall scourge Him, and put Him to death: and the third day He shall rise again.