And why do you worry . . . ? See how the flowers of the field grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you that not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, . . . , will he not much more clothe you. Matthew 6:28-30

The tree branches outside my office window, full of white blooms, tap the glass in the brisk winds as if to tell me it is alive again and part of the natural world breathing spring into the clean morning air. How often is God trying to get our attention and we keep going without looking up, without looking over? When I looked up to take in the full blossom of the tree, I was blessed by its garment of green and sturdy bouquets of white. Let us always remember to look up. Love to all.

Dianne Timmering,
Vice President of Spirituality