Cinco de Mayo is a significant Mexican holiday and we even had events in our city this weekend to mark it for our local Mexican and Latino community.
Today is also the 81st anniversary of Mom's birth and it was two weeks ago tonight she left us for a better place. There were several May birthdays in our family and we celebrated them with outdoor picnics when flowers were bursting forth on the trees, in the garden and in the woods. I walked in the woods on Friday and found many beautiful spring ephemerals pushing up through the dead leaves of autumn and winter. They made me think of the a song based on Isaiah 61:3 that we used to sing a few decades ago when scripture songs were popular.
He gave me beauty for ashes,
the oil of joy for mourning,
The garment of praise
for the spirit of heaviness;
That we might be trees of righteousness,
the planting of the LORD,
That he might be glorified.
Our earthly stay is also ephemeral, but like these spring flowers our lives can be beautiful and productive in the time we are given.