Even a Soccer Field Warms My Heart
Here I am in Tokyo, under a pile a blankets awaiting a spring that does not seem to come. Day after day the weather is cold, or the skies open and icy rain falls from the heavens. I am not sure why, but I do know that even on a day like today I would love to sit in the bleachers on a faceless soccer field and just let my heart bask in the glory that the Most High provides with the sun. But, for now, I will bundle up, wrap a scarf around my neck and wait for those cherry blossoms to open, or will they?