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Spring at the table (one page)
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For Lenten weeks, muddy March, and mornings the ground still looks brown—five steady lines before the garden shows it. Pair with Resurrection Hope on this device; let the little children come at bedtime or the Bible story library when chairs are small. When winter lingers fits the gray stretch; this sheet is only the verses.
Winter is past
Song of Solomon 2:11–12
For, lo, the winter is past, the rain is over and gone; The flowers appear on the earth; the time of the singing of birds is come, and the voice of the turtle is heard in our land;
You do not have to feel “spring” yet—the text names the turn before the heart catches up.
My word shall not return void
Isaiah 55:10–11
For as the rain cometh down, and the snow from heaven, and returneth not thither, but watereth the earth, and maketh it bring forth and bud, that it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: it shall not return unto me void, but it shall accomplish that which I please, and it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it.
Quiet growth at the table counts—the same promise that waters the field.
Joy cometh in the morning
Psalm 30:5
For his anger endureth but a moment; in his favour is life: weeping may endure for a night, but joy cometh in the morning.
One hard night does not veto morning—the line holds both.
New every morning
Lamentations 3:22–23
It is of the LORD’s mercies that we are not consumed, because his compassions fail not. They are new every morning: great is thy faithfulness.
March mud and old snow do not use up mercy—morning is named again on purpose.
Go out with joy
Isaiah 55:12
For ye shall go out with joy, and be led forth with peace: the mountains and the hills shall break forth before you into singing, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands.
Led forth, not driven—peace beside the step when the path is still unclear.