Each of us may be sure that if God sends us on stony paths He will provide us with strong shoes.
"The autumn leafs rush by my window,
the autumn leafs of red and gold ... "
As the leafs* are slowly changing colors (*my favorite way of spelling leaves), so is my mood. I get an extra oomph in my step as I gather sweater and leash to take Popcorn for a brisk walk. Evenings are my favorite times to go for a stroll, spying the fireplaces ablaze in my neighbor's homes, glancing at the harvest moon shining down to brighten the path down our culdesac, then heading home to spend cozy evenings tucked under my throw blanket as I watch (for the 10th time) You Got Mail. Ahh, autumn.
This is the first autumn in our Lexington, South Carolina home. The geese and the turtles in the pond, the bunnies, squirrels, and deer romping on the golf course and in our backyard entertain us anew each day. This past week I threw a wild party for Rob's 65th birthday and the neighbors couldn't complain because they were all here. And having Tom and Jacquie living ten minutes away enables them to join in each celebration, which is as good as all the southern comfort food that surrounds us.
|Zion National Park, Utah 2012|
I have not stopped giving thanks to God for you.
I always remember you in my prayers.
Ephesians 1:16 NCV