looooong Good Friday

Perhaps my blog has been in a Good Friday of it's own. Closed off with a stone too heavy to move. Blogs, people, fields, animals...we are not unfamiliar with tomb-like living. There are fallow times for fields, hibernations for animals, and times in life of sitting in darkness and cold, with words, feeilngs echoing off the walls of an empty tomb. Somehow, somehow the stone is rolled away and we are warmed, brought into the light, heal and grow. And we see that, however silent friends and God might have seemed, we were not alone. This is Good News.