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TODAY'S THEME: It's Spring!

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WELCOME! I'm Lisa Bowman. The Religion Network is an interfaith web site providing daily inspiration, quotes and religious resources. Faith and religion are precious gifts that bless.
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My beloved speaks and says to me:
"Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away;
for lo, the winter is past,
the rain is over and gone.
The flowers appear on the earth,
the time of singing has come,
and the voice of the turtledove
is heard in our land.

The fig tree puts forth its figs,
and the vines are in blossom;
they give forth fragrance.
Arise, my love, my fair one,
and come away.

Song of Solomon 2: 10-13
Holy Bible
Revised Standard Edition



Birds that sing and bright butterfly wings,
floating through the air...
Must be the way God spends each day,
in heaven living there.

Kathleen M. Prado
from "Angel's Wings and Secret Things"


The heavens are telling the glory of God,
and all creation is shouting for joy,
Come dance in the forest, come, play in the field,
and sing, sing to the glory of the Lord.

Praise for the earth who makes life to grow,
the creatures you made to let your life show;
the flowers and trees that help us to know
the heart of love.

Chorus and verse 5 of "Canticle of the Sun,"
from "Choral Praise," by Marty Haugen
OCP Publications, 2004


The green earth sends its incense up
From many a mountain shrine;
From folded leaf and dewy cup
She pours her sacred wine.

The mists above the morning rills
Rise white as wings of prayer;
The altar-curtains of the hills
Are sunset's purple air.

The winds with hymns of praise are loud,
Or low with sobs of pain, --
The thunder-organ of the cloud,
The dropping tears of rain.

With drooping head and branches crossed
The twilight forest grieves,
Or speaks with tongues of Pentecost
From all its sunlit leaves.

The blue sky is the temple's arch,
Its transept earth and air,
The music of its starry march
The chorus of a prayer.

Excerpted from the poem,
"The Worship of Nature,"
by John Greenleaf Whittier (1807-1892)
Quaker, dedicated abolitionist


You visit the earth and water it,
You greatly enrich it;
The river of God is full of water;
You provide their grain,
For so you have prepared it.
You water its ridges abundantly,
You settle its furrows;
You make it soft with showers,
You bless its growth.

You crown the year with Your goodness,
And Your paths drip with abundance.
They drop on the pastures of the wilderness,
And the little hills rejoice on every side.
The pastures are clothed with flocks;
The valleys also are covered with grain;
They shout for joy, they also sing.

Psalm 65:9-13
Holy Bible
New King James Version



I like to walk alone on country paths, rice plants
and wild grasses on both sides, putting each foot
down on the earth in mindfulness, knowing that I
walk on the wondrous earth. In such moments,
existence is a miraculous and mysterious reality.
People usually consider walking on water or in
thin air a miracle. But I think the real miracle
is ... to walk on earth. Every day we are
engaged in a miracle which we don't even
recognize: a blue sky, white clouds, green
leaves, the black, curious eyes of a child --
our own two eyes. All is a miracle.

Thich Nhat Hanh (1926-   )
Vietnamese Zen Buddhist monk and author



The first flower that blossomed on earth was
an invitation to the unborn song.

Rabindranath Taggore (1861-1941)



And now the Last Word:




























































Bonus Quote:
A garden grows people as well as plants.






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(Song of

Birds and


For Joy


Leaf and
Dewy Cup


-You Visit
the Earth



-The First


And the
Last Word:
of God...