​“The heavens declare the glory of God; the skies proclaim the work of his hands.” (Ps. 19:1)

​I will get to the heavens, but first I want to share God at work on the earth. Last evening a doe wandered into the field in front of our house. As my husband and I watched out the window, it became clear that she had a new baby with her. The little one could not have been more than a day or two old. It was tiny with spots. They grazed for a few minutes. Then the doe’s head went up.

​It is still April. Outside my window are multiple shades of green and a soft gray sky. Around the corner is May. May is when the colors explode as spring flowers appear everywhere. I am thinking of figurative and actual colors and flowers.