In so many ways, springtime brings hope
As our North Texas gardens bloom, so do our spirits.
During a recent walk, Sheron Patterson was looking at some bamboo killed by the recent freeze, but then saw a redbud bloom overhead. “You had to look up to see it, and I always look up,” she says. “You have to have hope.” She’s pictured with her husband, Robert.(Nitashia Johnson / Special Contributor)
Resurgence. Renewal. Rebirth.
“We see the buds on the trees after a long winter. We see the sun rising every morning,” my nephew Sam Wilgus tells me. He’s an Anglican priest, the rector of St. Francis of Assisi Church in Willow Park, near Fort Worth. “These are tactile reminders of what God is doing, which is essentially bringing life out of death.”