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The lenten winter is over and now we sing hymns of the resurrection and feel the warm breeze on our cheeks. We need to speak of what the resurrection inaugurates; time has been pierced by eternity and now faith, hope and love are inhabitable. And hope is the bloom...
By Kirsten Pinto GfroererThe lenten winter is over and now we sing hymns of the resurrection and feel the warm breeze on our cheeks. We need to speak of what the resurrection inaugurates; time has been pierced by eternity and now faith, hope and love are inhabitable. And hope is the bloom...