Wonders of Spiritual Unfoldment

WHEN GRASS GROWS in spring and it’s time to let cattle out of winter quarters, the gate is opened, chains are loosed but - will they, won’t they go? Incredulous they stand, sniffing the fresh air, blinking in sunshine before returning to familiar shadows and their daily straw. Until one, bolder than the rest, will take a timid step. First one, then two - a nervous leap. She’s free! The others watch unable, unwilling to believe. A second follows, and a third … and then … stampede. Oh, how they feast on sweet, green grass and kick their heels for joy!