Ah, winter’s icy clutches are slowly releasing their hold on our land. Vast arrays of snowdrop flowers testify to that. Although my body still shivers in the wind and the wood fire is lit each night, the little white flowers, despite their name, are heralds of warmer times to come. Each day, God leaves small tokens of His grace and love across our paths, that we might look up to where we are heading and not down to where we currently are.

Top image by A. Debus from Pixabay 

Botom image: St Margaret's Church, Wythop, Cumbria