You know what I’ve always hated? Death. And what I’ve always loved, freshness, newness, life. Tell me in the comments below if I’m alone in this. _____ Death of all kinds brings me to tears and disappointment since I was a little kid. From my first pet (which was a mouse) that died, to the flowers I would pick my mom, when they died it felt like a little hole formed in my heart. The death of: friendships, relationships, loved ones, dreams, hope…it all can bring me to tears. _____ The fear of death and decay is what most of us might fear the most, am I right? It’s what many spend much of their time and resources fighting against. But many of us just do this in a surface level way. Not truly getting to the root of the problem and the core of our longing and disappointment. _____ What I love is the hope of spring. And I’m not just talking in terms of the physical spring. I’m talking about the spring of hope that can arise in my heart and the hearts of others. I’m talking about a spring of life, that will never dry up and decay. _____ I’m talking about truth so deeply dwelling in our hearts, that even when all hope seems lost because of the dashed hope of things that happen to us in this world, spring breaks into our hearts, new buds are formed and the old decaying roots are replaced with fresh green shoots bringing life, joy, and peace. _____ That’s what our course is all about. Getting rid of the decaying roots in our hearts that are causing us to rot, and replacing them with a fresh hope and life. I can’t wait to see the hope that arises in people and transformation that will take place for those brave enough to commit to true healing over their lives and relationships click here _____ I’m wanting to claim that spring over my heart today, what about you? _____ Dress: @citrusandlemon _____ “See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one"