God, for the beauty of spring in Wyoming
we give you thanks –
the shining mountains,
the migration of animals from valley to mountain,
the sage grouse strut, waking bears,
new-born moose and deer, bison, elk,
friends dear to me,
shaking out their Easter hats,
green of new grass,
white snow on mountains,
surprise snowstorms still possible any day.
And in this time of equinox,
we pray for those who lose their equality,
and for the sadness of so many,
in the wake of the laws passed,
against those who are vulnerable,
for they feel the blizzard
when they were hoping for flowers. amen.
Gifts in Open Hands 