Soon the last colors around here will be the blue of the sky and the gray of the bare trees. But today I had to stop the car and run out into a field to capture this bit of blue and green with just a few dabs of the creator’s paintbrush left on our mountains.
Ahead lie months of slush covered roads, gray snow clouds and chilly winds. As if to say, we will be back in full leaf and beautiful again next season, the trees wave good-bye. Maybe King David was feeling down and a little sorry for himself on the day he left us these words. But just as He was headed on that downward spiral of despair and depression he caught a vision of what praise was still to be! For I shall again praise Him!
Why are you cast down, O my soul,
and why are you in turmoil within me?
Hope in God; for I shall again praise him,
my salvation and my God Psalm 42:11 ESV
The hydrangea blushes pink in this brief quiet lull between the August dog days and the January snow drifts. Autumn is this silent moment when we can glance over our shoulders and remember county fairs, family weddings, grandkids birthdays and church suppers. How was your year? Did you run through every open door? Were you patient during times of testing ? Did you speak a kind word when it could make a difference? Have we any of us stopped to pray each time the Spirit called with a gentle tap on our spiritual shoulders?
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