This year I didn’t see them at all….
I cannot bear to watch and cannot bear to turn away - the pictures and stories of devastating heartbreak in Ukraine. Every morning, in uncharacteristic fashion, I turn on the television and sit transfixed - wiping away tears. Its young men walking toward war; it’s elderly people taking up arms to protect their homes and families; it’s mothers cradling their little ones in the darkness of a cramped bomb shelter.
“It looks so hopeless, Lord. Where are You in this?”
I opened the blinds this morning to sunlight, old oaks standing tall and sturdy and …
robins, dozens of robins, fluttering across our field.
“The faithful love of the Lord never ends!
His mercies never cease.
Great is his faithfulness;
his mercies begin afresh each morning.”
Lamentations 3: 22,23