I’m writing to you on March 14, during the nor’easter. It is good to remember as the snow flies that nature is God’s artwork. Today God paints with frozen water, covering our part of the world with a blanket of white. In bleaker moments, our hearts may quail and tell us this storm will never end, the world will remain dark and gray, nature will continue her slumber forever. Thanks be to God for resurrection morning, which assures our fearful selves that life will come again, even when direct evidence seems to the contrary.