For us who live in the part of the world with definite seasons, these day are somewhat nostalgic. The cold hit, the trees shed their beautiful golden leaves… Winter is on the horizon. These last few years I have come to dread winter. For my body it’s like getting hit with a bulldozer. But the body is just the shell. The spirit can rise above all the inconveniences of the body. The apostle Paul said it perfectly, in 2 Corinthians 4:16.
Therefore we do not lose heart.
Though outwardly we are wasting away,
yet inwardly we are being renewed
day by day.
Reluctantly I have to say farewell to Fall, look ahead to a LOOONG winter, which could be much longer if I lived farther north (I live in the state of Missouri), and believe in the promise of Spring.
To distract my thoughts, I need to enlarge one of the flowers from yesterday. It’s worth a “bigger” look!
I might be writing some more before Thanksgiving, or not. My body is in bad shape. There will be no celebrating with my loved ones. It’s not the first time. I’ve spent Thanksgiving alone and sick before. But I’m never alone. There is always the fellowship with Jesus. I feel his presence sweeter every year. May you experience Jesus in your life, sweeter than ever before!
I’ve said farewell to Fall. I look forward to Spring. I know it will come. Just as I know Jesus will come again. That is the greatest promise of all. The final words of the Bible are the cry of my heart. “Come, Lord Jesus!”
Are you expecting Jesus’ return?
Jesus is coming! He is coming soon! Let’s await his coming!