There's beauty all around. I saw it today in the apples. Last weekend, on a surprisingly warm and sunny Sunday morning, my husband and I drove through a quaint town in Northern Michigan. The Fall Apple Festival was taking place and he asked if I wanted to stop and explore. Yes! We sipped hot cider as we walked through dozens of vendor booths, each one with it's own flare of creativity. We walked down to the docks and listened to conversation after conversation of boaters

Jesus is risen. He is risen indeed! This morning as I celebrate Easter and think of all the things that bring me joy, I think about where joy comes from. How do we get it? Where do we get it? Can I get more if I am running low? Kinda like groceries in the frig? Gas in my tank? My joy comes from a source. That source is in my heart. When my heart is running low, I can get a fill up. All I have to do is ask. All I have to do is calm. All I have to do is quiet myself