Let us take holy simplicity for a guide. Let us rest on her breast even as a child. Let her guide our steps, our lives, our prayers. Like the blade of grass, let us pierce the dark, wet earth of our fears, and lose fear, secure in simple faith. Like the snow melting under the spring sun, let our thousand imaginary needs melt away, leaving us free from all the gadgets we think we need and yet need not.
Like the spring, let us dance on the golden days of our newfound freedom in God, and go about doing his will in our smallness and joyousness, loving the world and him with a love that asks nothing but to love more.
Grace in Every Season (April 14)