At the beginning of spring break, which was last week, I was out in my garden. I posted these photos of my crocuses, which are up and blooming.






One week later, we awoke to a snowstorm. this is not surprising–after more than forty years in Chicago, I should know that even in April, snow is not a surprise.


How do you react to life’s unexpected storms? This is a time of unexpected turbulence in our economy, in our world. God promises to be with us always, to be our shelter from the storm.



My dog can't believe it either.

My dog can't believe it either.