As I sit here, looking out the windows, I see the changes occurring. Not just outside, but inside as well.
I notice the sun is climbing in the sky, but it's a little farther south each day. The droplets of moisture are still clinging to the spruce tree that will be used as our holiday tree this year. The blue jays, crows, and geese are the ones singing now...not the robins, or the finches.
The leaves are turning.... giving me the feeling that something is ending.
A time to be born, and a time to die, a time to plant, and a time to reap.Eccl.3:2.
I don't know why, but I am hanging on to summer with a vengeance this year. As much as I love the Fall season, I am extremely sad to see summer go.
It's kind of like the seasons of my life. I hated letting go of my girls. That first day of school, graduation, then college. The weddings, and now the grand babies. So many blessings with each change...yet still wanting to cling to those times of holding them on my lap and braiding their hair.
A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance.Eccl.3:4
Realizing the changes in nature coincide with the changes in my life. Hubby retired this past winter...so that has been a BIG change for us.
The change in relationships.....where did that "young love" go? When did we become so comfortable with each other? When did staying home in front of the fire become more fun than going out on a Saturday night?
How did we get to the point where "picking our battles" means more than "being right" all the time?
A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.Eccl.3:8.
The longer I sit here and contemplate, the more I realize that "change" is good. Letting go is the hardest part...but if we don't, we lose the joy HE has in store for us.
So.....as Autumn is knocking at the door, I'll be ready. Or......I'll slam the door in it's face and run screaming for the suntan lotion.