He is Risen

As the sun comes up to my right, layers of green hills emerge from shadows to become reality. Without a breeze, the blue water gently ripples under the paddle of a fisherman’s canoe. A chorus of songbirds, crows, and the occasional low of a cow great the rising heat of the day. Happy Easter from Lake Kivu.

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