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From before all time
you knew these blossoms, Lord
- each by name -
and you called them to flower
in one family's yard,
on a particular street,
in a certain town,
near the end of the month
in May 2026...
You knew, by name,
each flake that fell
on this shrub's wintry wait
for spring
and for the warmth it needed
- first to bud -
and then to blossom
in your praise...
You knew, by name,
each raindrop sent
to baptize and caress
to baptize and caress
each leaf and petal
blushing with your glory
blushing with your glory
to remind us
you are near...
And now you know precisely
just how many days
these blooms will last
these blooms will last
before they fade
and then let go the branches
and then let go the branches
now that hold them fast...
And if you know so well
a flower
- whose season is so short,
- whose season is so short,
whose life span is so brief -
how much more
how much more
must you know us
- each by name -
and call us, Lord,
your chosen,
your beloved,
your own...
With what care then
do you number
every decade, every year, every month,
every hour, every minute, every second,
every hour, every minute, every second,
every season after season
of our comings and our goings,
our sorrows and our joys
our flowering and fading...
From before all time, O Lord,
you knew us and you loved us
- each by name -
and called us into being
and called us into being
in a place,
in a family,
in a year,
on a day
at an hour,
at an hour,
in a season
of your choosing...
And just as surely, Lord,
will you call us
- each by name -
to let go our grasp, our grip
on the branch where we once blossomed
and we'll fall into your arms,
into your mercy and your peace,
into the season of your life
that is for ever,
without end...
Amen.


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