Everything about the October day is filled with fire. The trees are blazing red, yellow and orange. The light slants from a summer-tired sun, illuminating the world in pumpkin-orange, wind whipping crisp, burnt-leaf air into miniature cyclones.
The trees go out in glory. A final burst of beauty before a winter of loneliness. A final blaze of fire before the bitter cold. Do the trees drink in warmth before the cold? Do they soak it all in as an internal furnace for later use?
And I wonder…where in the seasons of life am I? Am I in a winter of despair? Am I desperate for the warmth of the Son? Frozen beyond feeling? Brittle and ready to break?
Am I thawing in a frozen world, with the tiniest bit of hope, branches bursting forth with budding beginnings?
Am I thriving in summer sun, and gentle rains? Bringing forth the fruit of the season?
Am I bulging with glorious bounty, both of beauty and baskets full of harvest?
Wherever I am, I am not alone. For He is with me. My Shepherd.
He is there in the green pastures.
He is there is the Thanksgiving table of plenty.
He is there in the Valley of the Shadow. of Death.
I will fear no evil.
His Word will comfort me.
Sharing with Michelle:
Giving thanks with Ann:
#33 – That God would save a chief sinner like me.
#34 – That my son’s art was featured in the showcase at school… (His is the swirly one)
#35 – One last Indian Summer day…
#36 – Doorbells ringing revealing little girl visitors with pink tutu basket presents
#37 – For the successful launch of my new blog What In The World R U Doing 4 Christ’s Sake?
#38 – Finding the coolest bookstore ever on the greatest field trip of the year!
#39 – God sending messages while playing Words With Friends…
#40 – A daughter who has a heart for the lost, bringing two girls from work to church
20 thoughts on “October Days”
Your words are like a warm cup of coffee on a brisk cool day.
Exactly my intention, so this is a very high compliment. Thanks!
yes..our spiritual lives reflect the physical…glad for seasons in both…
Me too. I love every season. Even winter. It’s such a cozy time to reflect.
love this. great questions. . . i know i can relate. and giving thanks with you that He is with us through all the seasons. always.
Thank you my dear friend. I need to get over to your blog. I miss reading it. Headed there now.
‘where ever you are’
….over criticism of one’s place in there faith journey can turn so many away from Him. The Lord shepherds us at EVERY step. We can welcome every ‘season’ of the soul’s seeking for Him. Loving message today.
Thanks Lisa. I’ve been meditating on Psalm 23 for some time now. It seems to comfort no matter what situation a person faces.
So much solace here in your words and praise.
And I love your son’s swirly art!
Thanks. I told him it looks like wrapping paper from Target!!
Oh, but, dear lady, how can you view winter as fearsome? The achingly bright azure skies, the wonderful colours of the holidays, icicles forming hanging sculpture, frost on the fallen leaves, the smoky curls of your breath on a frosty morning, the silence of the morning after a blizzard, and my favourite, a bitingly cold windswept day at the Lake Michigan shoreline as sea and sky merge in one colour as spray coats the riprap in fantasy patterns! The smell of wood smoke, all the wonderful smells of holiday meals, even the taste of the first snowfall – as long as you’re not under a flightline from O’Hare! 😀
I don’t view winter as fearsome. I just couldn’t think of any other spiritual realities for winter other than death…but not forever death, only momentary death until the spring…I love winter…Ewww…does that mean that I have an obsession with death? I hope not! ;D
Nope, it just means you either have VERY good taste, or perennial headaches that are triggered by hot summer days…..
I’ve missed you…you make me smile.
even in the face of fall, new life is well at work, being fertilized in the death of last seasons life…
That is so true! Lying dormant, ever waiting for the warmth of spring.
#40 is my fave! beautiful. is there anything better than seeing God move in the hearts of our children?
There truly is nothing better!
Cool bookstore? 🙂 We must all have an affinity for those. You do have a very welcoming, safe blog.
Isn’t a great bookstore a wonderful escape. With Borders gone, I think there maybe a renaissance of the small bookstore. I can dream, can’t I?