Seasons

It's a beautiful evening here in Middle Tennessee. It's still too humid to REALLY feel like fall, but there is a chill in the air and as I walked, I could smell a campfire. A hint of the change of seasons is upon us. YES!

Sometimes, I really love change. I love to watch God's handiwork as the scenes merge. Seasons come and go - sometimes abruptly, sometimes more gradually. Either way, they unfold as they should.

We are approaching one of my favorite seasons - Autumn. Harvest. Thanksgiving. Gratitude. Cool evenings and still warm afternoons. Streamingl sunshine and beautiful colors adorning the trees. Who could ask for more!?

It's funny, though. I am much less excited about changing seasons in my life. They are no less important or beautiful. I am just more attached to the process and how I think it should go. I know fully that there are reasons for change - and some I love. Others, not so much.

When they come gradually, as many have this past year, they are less disturbing. Yet, it is often the changes that come abruptly, and knock me to my knees that bring me closer in my walk with God.

Seasons come and seasons go... in the world, in my life, and in the lives of those around me.''

I am grateful for his hand in changing of the seasons.