This winter, as we watched in dismay the unraveling of our economy, and as we felt a collective drop in confidence and witnessed a spike in unemployment and lost faith in the ethics of financial institutions, there was one thought that kept scrolling through our minds: They can't take spring away from us. In a world of uncertainty, the certainty of seasons takes on a profound meaning.

Just outside, we hear the morning bells pealing from St. Aloysius almost drowned out by a chorus of birds proclaiming their territories and eager for nesting. The daffodils are peeking out, the pansies turn their painted faces to the sun and the tender green of early budding trees is like lacework against a dawn filled sky. Springtime looks so delicate and yet, its beauty is only equaled by its resiliency. Cool days only prolong the season.

We are bound together by the joys of spring whether we are Jewish, celebrating Passover, or Christians, celebrating Easter or non-believers, finding hope in the cycle of life.

Even in hard times, bewildering times, there is a spirit of generosity and strength in this community that is heartening and sustaining.

Like Springtime.

- Carol Frank