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Oh, it is spring, the season that enchants so much. There where the sense lose herself in colours and fragrance-beauty. So my ear listens to the happy song of the babbling water-furrow. Together with this, the frog choir also does not escape my hearing. In unbelievable blossom-colour-beauty, especially stored for spring, comes the birth of creation anew, in Godly metaphor. So one September is bringing her prayer to God now. She prays: Oh Creator, do not let the earth lose her battle against an evil system.  

Think of Your beings on the day of the big catastrophe. Be with Your sealed ones on the day when You are going to break the planet open. Oh do not turn a deaf ear to the call of Your children when a one-world-order robs them of their freedom. Strengthen Your holy ones on the day of their weakness and lack or faith.  Always assure them that You stay their Saviour and their Heaven-Head. Yes, their Father in Love, hope and steadfast faith. Stand on Your holy mountain and show them that You are already engaged to Sion. Allow me, the spring, to praise and glorify You in full splendour. While I remind Jerusalem again that You have promised them the forthcoming, beautiful, thousand-year period of peace.