I beg the indulgence of you who don’t celebrate Easter (and those of you who aren’t fans of volunteer choirs) …  think of this as a reflection of Spring’s newness as our entrance into a spirit of Hope.

As the deer runs to the river, parched and weary from the chase,
we have come from hurt and hurry, thirsting for your healing grace.
Jesus, source of living water, may we drink of you and live!