A Letter from Pastor Derek - April
The Cruelest Month That’s an odd way to talk about April, don’t you think? We always look forward to April; it means Spring is finally here for real. I know, Spring really starts in March, but March is so hit and miss. One moment it feels like or looks like spring, but then - boom – it snows on us! No, most of us associate April with the true Spring, warmer weather, flowers begin to grow, the trees begin to green up, life seems to return to what was barren and dead looking. Three cheers for April. So, who called it the “cruelest month”? Well, it is a poem from that great American poet T.S. Eliot. In his great work called “The Wasteland” Eliot writes: “APRIL is the cruelest month, breeding Lilacs out of the dead land, mixing Memory and desire, stirring Dull roots with spring rain. Winter kept us warm, covering Earth in forgetful snow, feeding A little life with dried tubers.” What an odd thing, Eliot wrote, don’t ...