It is Spring. All around I watch people in their yards and gardens – tending and planting.
From one gardener I heard “gardening is a time when one is quiet.”
As if a sacred act – time with earth,
a reminder of our connection with creation.
May there be a moment when we can take in the beauty of this season
when creation awakens and calls us to do the same.
“Bright is the day that dawns with new life, casting death’s grim shadow from the garden. Bright is the future for even the most humble soul, rising up in the arms of angels. Bright is the promise to all the Earth, sharing peace among the children of light. Let every voice sing this shining song, for we have been set free, we have been ransomed from our own history, given a chance to live again, to hope again, and to see the healing of God spread like sunlight into the rooms of time. It does not matter how you pray, this day is for you, it is the bright day, the birth day, the day when nothing will ever be the same, save the love that rolls back the stone.”
(with much gratitude for the words of Steven Charleston and the image shared by Todd Donatelli)