Somewhere under that snow is grass. In my window, I have several vegetable seedlings started. (I always get started too late and have to buy starter plants. This year, I think I started too early.) Whether they will mature to full-size plants that give crops later is yet to be seen. But for now, they at least give oxygen and wonder.
Thank you, Father, for the new start that comes with your Spirit.
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