| Bachelor Button |
| Photo taken on our way to Bemidji, Minnesota |
And yet
Summer, with all its joy and sunshine, must give way to Autumn. For
this world has not yet reached its fulfillment but must again step
aside to another cycle of seasons. And so we meet Autumn, slowly,
reluctantly. And I find that I love him too, for God creates beauty
in every season: The crispness of the air, the crunch of leaves as I
walk through, the bright blue sky interrupted by flocks of birds and
geese making their way to another land. Change is everywhere as
nature prepares itself to sleep, to wait. If Spring is Hope, and
Summer is Hope Fulfilled, then Autumn is Forgiveness.
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| Bayfield, Wisconsin |
Forgiveness
cleanses as the tree drops its leaves, surrendering to its Maker's
will. So I too drop my burdens of bitterness, grudges and bad moods.
And my heart is changed, set free. And I find that my grudges that
seemed so heavy are really nothing at all. Another leaf flutters to
the ground, and yet this too God makes beautiful. I rest, like the
tree, free from its burdens, and the snow starts to fall.
Gently
it falls, and what child is not joyfully pointing and yelling
excitedly as the silent peace settles upon the land and in my heart?
Though Winter tightens its grip, the peace remains and the cold will
not enter. My heart stays warm- as long as I refuse to pick up my
burdens that have long been rotting and buried under the purifying
snow, then I too shall remain pure and white. Just like my Creator.
| Lake Superior |
The sun
sets and sends its blazing red light across the lake reflecting off
the clouds and the rising steam from the water. A wonderland of
light. Even Eternal Beauty finds its way into a dark, cold world. And
I am in awe of an Eternal Creator who can make a small, cold heart an amphitheater of warmth and light. Reminding me that even in the cold,
there is warm Hope. Though unseen, Hope is there, buried underneath
the snow, waiting patiently to bloom into full Joy beneath the Son.
