Why are there seasons? When did four seasons turn into two and a half? Why are the autumn leaves so wonderfully colorful with rich reds, auburn, golds, faint yellows and the last clinging life of greens while the brown bark on the trees magnify their brilliance arrayed against the cool brisk grey sky of the obvious season of HARVEST looms the air?
Spring: Full of newness of Life like the tulips coming up quickly the flaunting their face.
Summer: Radiant with laughter faintly in the canvas in the far off distances while the Lily of the valleys shine with simplicity of gentleness
Autumn: The splash of frosts, rainbows of deep rich prisms to behold while the sweet ciders and aromas of wood burning, peculator bubbling, moaning & pots whirring, sizzling preparing for the time to hibernate . . . and the mums cry out to stand strong
Winter: Cold to the bone, warmed with cocoa and coffees, a blanket, the hearth blazing with a wood fire, cuddled in a blanket. Ummmm . . . home baked goodies to melt in your mouth; the fresh snow glitters gently from the sky to make a warm blanket of bright light glistening against the frigid north fronts moving in.
This morning was a nice reflection to hear the girls favorite seasons of the year to realize how uniquely different they are and now, how they all like different ones. The rays of ROARANGE (red and orange) begin to mingle. And Solomon writes it best; There is a time for everything!
"There is a time for everything, and a season for every ACTIVITY under heaven. . . . . He has made EVERYTHING beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the hearts of men; yet they cannot fathom what God has done from beginning to end."
Ecclesiastes 3:1 & 11
So I'll ask you like we were challenged for the day. What two things are you waiting to see happen? What helps you WAIT patiently?
