Yesterday was Easter and today is April Fool’s Day. This is the day, when some King, long ago, allowed his jester to take over and rule for the day and, of course, it ended with tricks on everyone.
It’s not quite clear just what the real origin of All Fool’s Day was, but one thing I’m sure of is that winter is over and my imagination spins off to a verse in the Psalm of Psalms:
“For, lo the winter is past. The snow is gone. The flowers appear on the earth. The time of singing has come and the voice of the dove is heard in the land.”
The author lifts us out of ourselves and raises us up to the beauty of Spring. New life and beauty all around us. Our patience with the madness of March and the somberness of Lent has been rewarded. We can sing with Solomon and go dancing with Wordsworth among the daffodils.
With the inspiration that spring provides, let us refuse to be bogged down by petty hurts and small disappointments. Let us rise above the everyday and the common. Let us embrace the lonely, the sad and the anxious, and by sharing our joy, our kindness and our thoughtfulness, let the hope and inspiration of spring take root and blossom.