The world is coming together to rebuild Notre Dame Cathedral. That is testimony to humanity and what living history means to so many.
There are many parts that cannot be recreated with exactitude. That leaves room for creating something beyond compare – a testament to human creativity and the search for beauty in today’s world.
I think that’s beautiful.
It reminds me of the daffodils peeking out from this week’s snow here in Wisconsin. Hope and something wonderous rises despite adversity. Not because of it, but in spite of it. The daffodils in my garden are never the same, year after year, even though they come from the same bulbs. This year they are shorter than last, yet just as plentiful. That may have something to do with the snow. It might have something to do with age. It doesn’t matter – the daffodils blooming now always bring a smile.
And in the fall, I’ll plant more bulbs, eagerly waiting for them to usher in Spring 2020. I am also now saving to visit Notre Dame Cathedral in 2026 or 2127. With any luck and a whole lot of human heart put into action, that grand dame will open her doors once again.
Happy Eastertide for those who celebrate. May hope rise in all our hearts today and throughout the year.