Wild hopes

(a dancer)

Do you have any wild hopes,
or tame ones for that matter?
The possibility of acorns becoming towering oaks,
or caterpillars blossoming into butterflies,
or that dawn will chase away midnight fears?
Wild hopes!
That all creation will learn the dance of joy,
and all humanity might taste the wine of peace,
and that our loving God will become transparent through
love.
"Recast the earth, O Lord,
and move our hearts with wild hopes."
- From Resurrection to Pentecost by Robert
F. Morneau

I found this passage recently and love it. It speaks perfectly to this time of year; to the feeling of spring coming and the longing that we would experience Jesus coming to us in the same way.

Almost every spring I re-read The Secret Garden. For the story, but also for the images of gardening, growth, transformation. I often have felt like those flowers, trying to push up in little points through the ground. It's a confusing time, wanting to be free and out in the open, but fearing to let go of what has covered and protected you. I love how Mary gently clears spaces around them, taking away the leaves and dead grass so they have room to breathe and grow. You need someone to be tender with you in these times.


But oh, the joy when the flowers burst through and bloom, finally able to glow in the light of the sun.

Robert Morneau also writes: "Our hope, wild or tame, is grounded in God's promise of presence. Herein is our joy and peace."

May his presence fill you with wild hopes and glowing peace.

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