Tuesday, October 21, 2008

Why I Love Fall

Look at the color of the tree. Don't you think it's amazing! I decided to post it so that I could come back and look at it whenever I wanted.

The middle of Winter will be here before you know it. Those of you who know this California girl know that the death of Winter is VERY hard for me.

If we had a light blanket of snow layering the ground all Winter, I would be fine. But the death and brown is hard to swallow. In the middle of Winter, I miss the lush green of California. But what I don't miss about California is so long of a list that I don't know where to start. Thus. I will grit my teeth and bear the barren trees, bushes, and grass. I will miss the flowers of spring and summer and the color of Fall. When the snow comes I will cozy in and LOVE IT! When the emptiness over takes me I will read this blog and remember it will be green again!

3 comments:

michelle {sweet mady's paper} said...

Fall is absolutely my favorite time of year! That tree is gorgeous.

I am No Super MOM said...

That picture is BEAUTIFUL! I am from Central TX and we do not get the pretty fall color changes like so many others. What a blessing to behold such a site daily.

Holly said...

I love it too! and your pumpkin blog!!!

Walking in the Light

Wow! This year year has been a whirlwind to say the least. I am shocked we are near the half way point in February. Part of me wants to dance. If the start of the year is any indication of how it is going to go, I am happy it's flying by. I will usher in 2009 with bells and whistles.

Yet, I am humbly reminded that every day is a gift, and I need to walk in the Light. I need to let Him guide me through each day. I need to listen to His still, quiet voice...Yeah I know for me that's a stretch. I'm never still long enough to catch my breath.

As I write this, our dear neighbor of ten years is fighting stage 4 pancreatic cancer. I am awed by the faith she has in God. I am humbled by the fight she has within her to beat the demon we know as cancer. Hunter, in his six year old wisdom said to me, "Mommy, why are you sad? We are just going to pray and Jesus is going to make her better." The faith of a child and the living testimony of one who is dwelling in God's amazing grace reminds me to walk daily in the His unfailing light.