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Good Shepherd Sunday
O God, whose Son Jesus is the good shepherd of your people: Grant that when we hear his voice we may know him who calls us each by name, and follow where he leads; who, with you and the Holy Spirit, lives and reigns, one God, for ever and ever. Amen. — Book of Common Prayer  Pink Moon over Water, Georgia O'Keefe 1924 April's full moon is sometimes called the Pink Moon.
Looking for it tonight. Shine Thou upon us, Lord,
Shine Thou upon us, Lord True Light of men, today, And through the written Word Thy very self display; That so from hearts which burn With gazing on Thy face, Thy little ones may learn The wonders of Thy grace. 2Breathe Thou upon us, Lord, Thy Spirit’s living flame, That so with one accord Our lips may tell Thy name; Give Thou the hearing ear, Fix Thou the wandering thought, That those we teach may hear The great things Thou hast wrought. 3Speak Thou for us, O Lord, In all we say of Thee; According to Thy Word Let all our teaching be; That so Thy lambs may know Their own true Shepherd’s voice, Where’er He leads them go, And in His love rejoice. 4Live Thou within us, Lord; Thy mind and will be ours; Be Thou beloved, adored, And served with all our powers; That so our lives may teach Thy children what Thou art, And plead, by more than speech, For Thee with every heart. John Ellerton, 1881 Tune: Leoni  The Legend of the Almond Blossom  Van Gogh, "Almond Blossoms"  Pierre Bonnard, "Young Woman Writing" 1908 Hope and Love by Jane Hirshfield All winter the blue heron slept among the horses. I do not know the custom of herons, do not know if the solitary habit is their way, or if he listened for some missing one-- not knowing even that was what he did-- in the blowing sounds in the dark, I know that hope is the hardest love we carry. He slept with his long neck folded, like a letter put away.  The Coming R.S.Thomas And God held in his hand A small globe. Look he said. The son looked. Far off, As through water, he saw A scorched land of fierce Colour. The light burned There; crusted buildings Cast their shadows: a bright Serpent, A river Uncoiled itself, radiant With slime. On a bare Hill a bare tree saddened The sky. many People Held out their thin arms To it, as though waiting For a vanished April To return to its crossed Boughs. The son watched Them. Let me go there, he said. via Br. James, S.S.J.E "Birds, though you long have ceased to build, guard the nest that must be filled. Even the hour when wings are frozen God for fledgling time has chosen. People look East and sing today: Love the bird is on the way. " from "People, look East" hymn for Advent II  "If the chickadees coming to the feeder are fluffed fat as tennis balls the temperature is in the low thirties, plenty cold enough for a muffler." Hal Borland
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