The signs of spring are well sprung
geese since weeks strut about
song birds galore fill the morning air
fishers drive through no more
the ice with cracks like rifle shots broke up, the wind pushed it to the shoreline and the warmer weather melted it off the lake, except for a few remnants on the windblown shore.
The occasional camper ventures out for a weekend.
Allergies return in force.
But my favourite by far is the return of the loons.
Calm after, Preparation for, Speck of Haunting Beauty
The question is always
where to this day, this month, this year, with this life, precious as Christ has claimed it to be?
The path toward the light at sunrise
Every moment opportunities to do well, do the right thing, are before us.
Which will you choose this day?
Will you walk to the light?
Or will you choose to remain in the darkness of greed, self interest, deception, and destruction in order to just make it through the days you’ve filled with such pain for others, and your own soul?
[replace the above with and fill in your own choice of sin, evil, and darkness – we all have our favourites!]
In the light is truth, grace, health, purpose, and peace.
And profound joy, even in the midst of grief.
The haunting loon returns with all the other signs of spring, by instinct, by the pull of nature, and for pure survival. Humans can choose more than survival and instinct. You can choose new life in the light, and choose to share it with everyone,