"Springtime is Coming...

Is coming today; for I heard a robin who was calling her this way."

I can't stop singing this primary song the last couple of days. Yesterday, in a completely quiet house (rare, very rare) I was sweeping the kitchen floor with the windows open. I could feel the breeze and hear the birds singing in the trees. And I felt so happy. Springtime, for me, is like coming home from a long vacation... it's not that the vacation was bad, it's just that it feels so good to be home. You know? It makes me wonder what the resurrection will feel like.