For in this hope we were saved. Now hope that is seen is
not hope. For who hopes for what he sees?
But if we hope for what we do
not see, we wait for it with patience.
No spring in sight here. There's snow so high that my neighbor's dog comes visiting at the dining room window walking on top of snow four feet high. He peeks right in and winks at me. The good news is that, once spring begins, she'll not be kept back. Rather like that scene in the Narnia movie when the melting begins in earnest and everyone comforts others with "Aslan is on the move."