I was at an empty, foreclosed house today.
I walked around the inside. It was cold and stinky. I walked around the outside. It was rainy and muddy.
At the back of the house I did a double-take. Look what I found! Hope! I know they are flowers. But aren’t the first spring flowers just a great sign of hope? They sure feel like it.
Tonight I am thankful for a small moment today of finding these little signs of hope springing in the most un-hopeful of places!
