Dry Days of Winter?
(Read about Michigan's Proposal 3 at the end of this blog. The more I learn, the more shocked I am.) Now on to my blog . . . I was reminded recently that when my husband's grandparents left to spend the winter in Arizona, we were put in charge of grandma's geraniums. Every year before they left, she would set them out on a table in the kitchen where they stoutly remained until the return of spring the next year. We did okay taking care of them, but there were certainly times they got pretty dry. Still, they endured. My point is that we can all go through dry spells. For us, we may feel unmotivated, holding our own until our own spiritual spring arrives. During those days, we must remember that there is someone (God) always watching over us, ready to step in whenever things get too bleak. In fact, in our dry spells, there is much to be learned. For one thing, they sure make us appreciate days of light and nourishment. But besides, that, dry spell...
