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Sunday

March 15


Regardless of the temperature or the weather, the sun declares that Spring is near.  The angle of the sun is shouting to me that the winter is almost over.  It reminds me of part of the poem prayer by St. Francis of Assisi.

Most High, all-powerful, all good, Lord!
All praise is yours, all glory, all honour and all blessing.

To you alone, Most High, do they belong.
No mortal lips are worthy to pronounce your name.

All praise be yours, my Lord, through all that you have made, 
and first my lord Brother Sun, who brings the day; and light you give to us through him.

How beautiful is he, how radiant in all his splendour!
Of you, most High, he bears the likeness.


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