It’s Autumn all over again in one month! The leaves are turning! The temperatures have dropped today, and leaves on those threes that change color are transitioning from lush green to hues of red and yellow, and a smattering of orange.
On a recent walk, we spied a young maple tree that obviously survived a dry hot summer. Now its red raiment that caught my eye highlighting its youth and fragility. Is it ready for a cold, Dallas sized winter?
That little tree shivering in the sudden cold reminds me of my family, my faith, and my future in these uncertain days when the news is as unpredictable and penetrating as a blue norther. Doug says, when they blow in, they look terrifying, and can change everything!
That description sounds the news over the past week! Icy powerful blasts of evil have swept through the world in just one week – again: Beirut, Paris, Malawi, Israel; is America next?
Maturity of mind is the capacity to endure uncertainty. ~ John Finley (An English historian and mathematician)
I don’t feel so mature for all the years I’ve racked up. My brain can’t wrap around the news reports of what some humans do to others . . . It shuts down in abhorrence and fear. That’s probably just what these borderless enemies want.
How do we fight them . . . How do Christians keep their eyes on Christ amidst pictures of horror . . . What is the inheritance we leave the next generation, especially when the present – expanding – war(s) military and cultural, are daily knocking out recognizable guideposts?
Do not be afraid of tomorrow; for God is already there. ~Author Unknown Hebrews 13:8
In today’s beautiful afternoon sunshine, carnage and cruelty seem impossible . . . yet, we have been warned it is coming. Worrying about what we might face, or when, or how isn’t preparation – Worry wastes time, and energy.
Serendipitously, 1) a blog piece from a friend, 2) my pleasure reading, and 3) a Psalm coalesced, reminding me life is never just about me . . . nor, am I ever alone in any uncertain times
- Don’t let unseasonably pleasant or peaceful times lull me into laziness – feel the pulse? Seek each day’s purpose! (Come Before Winter)
- Women helped sustain Great Britain during World War II; their purpose best summarized by the wartime motto of one village: “Say little, serve all, pass on.” (Home Fires, page 26)
- Look for help in one place from the only One who knows the end of my troubles to their beginning and all stops in between.
God guards you from every evil,
he guards your very life.
He guards you when you leave and when you return,
he guards you now, he guards you always. (Psalm 121)
We can do for 24 hours, what would be impossible for a week or a month or a year.“Say little, serve all, pass on.”
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