Tag: Easter

Roses and Rising

On Good Friday, my son-in-law surprised me with a bouquet of white roses.  Over Easter they fully opened, in all God’s glory.  


No, I’m not talking about those delectable (so bad they’re good) neon-yellow sugar covered marshmallow chicks that are stocked on Walmart’s shelves this time of year. Mark and I were in the Tractor Supply store today and came across a “tub-o-chicks”, complete with a…