The cold dark bitterness is covering the earth. The Sun does not shine,the ice on the ground mimics the ice of our hearts. We wait, in silence, for the dawn of that great day, Easter. We wait, eagerly, for the warmth, for the Sun, for the Joy to fill us. We know we do not deserve the gift being given to us, the life of our sweet Lord, yet that gift is so precious it is all we desire. There is great sweetness in you, sweetness that can overcome our sour nature. Our hearts, cold as they may be, yearn for you, O, Lord.
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