the fingers are clean, the chocolate bunnies gone, the hardboiled eggs to be finished in tomorrow’s supper, but the promise of peace of redemption remains. there couldn’t be a better time for that promise.
For I remember it is Easter morn,
And life and love and peace are all new born.
~Alice Freeman Palmer
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For a lover of little things, you sure got the big picture.
Love this post. Suddenly I miss you lots! wish we can hug!