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From before all time, O God,
you knew these blossoms, each by name,
calling them to flower on Main Street,
in Concord, in the month of May,
close to my home...
You knew, by name, each flake that fell
on each shrub's wintry wait for spring
and for the warmth it needed, first to bud
and then break open in your praise...
You know, by name, each raindrop sent
to baptize and caress each flower
blushing with your glory,
reminding us that you are near...
You know precisely just how many days
these blooms will last before they fade
and then let go their grip
on branches now that hold them fast...
And if you know so well a flower
whose season is so short,
how much more you know and call by name
each one of us, your own...
How carefully you number all our days:
every hour, every minute, every second
of our sorrows and our joys
through all the seasons of our lives...
From before all time, O God,
you knew and loved us each by name
and called us into being in a year, on a date,
at an hour, in a season of your choosing...
From before all time, O God,
you knew and called us each by name
and waited for the day we'd bloom,
born to give you glory...
Let springtime flowers remind us, Lord,
how well you know and love and care for us,
each of us by name, on every day
through all the seasons of our lives...
Amen.
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