A Spring Blessing
Blessed are you, spring, bright season of life awakening. You gladden our hearts with opening buds and returning leaves as you put on your robes of splendor.
Blessed are you, spring. In you is a life no death can destroy. As you exchange places with winter you harbor no unforgiving spirit for broken tree limbs and frozen buds.
Blessed are you, spring. You open the closed buds of our despair as you journey with us to the flowering places.
Blessed are you, spring. You invite us to sing songs to the frozen regions within and to bless the lessons of winter as we become your partner in a new dance.
Blessed are you, spring. Like Jesus, standing before the tomb of Lazarus, you call to us: “Remove winter’s stone, come out, there is life here you have not yet tasted.”
Blessed are you, spring, free gift of the earth. Without cost we gaze upon your glory. You are a gospel of good news for the poor and rich alike.
Blessed are you, spring. Your renewing rain showers and cathartic storms nurture the potential that sleeps in Earth’s heart and in our own earthen hearts.
Blessed are you, spring, season of resurrection, sacrament of promise. Like Jesus you rise up out of the darkness, leaving around you a wake of new life.
Blessed are you, spring, miracle child of the four seasons. With your wand of many colors you work magic in the corners of our darkness.
Blessed are you, spring, season of hope and renewal. Wordless poem about all within us that can never die. Each year you amaze us with the miracle of returning life.
From The Circle of Life
By Joyce Rupp & Macrina Wiederkehr