Autumn

One of my most favorite times of year is the autumn. The crisp cool air, the beautiful leaves falling from trees - pumpkins and mums. It’s also a time that reminds us of the approaching change of weather and the return to the sanctuary. The start of Sunday School (of which is about to embark on a brave new adventure). But all this anticipation reminds me that perhaps we should dwell in the current moment a bit longer. As the changing of our world from the warmth of summer to the coolness of autumn perhaps we can dwell on the here and now as we too prepare for what is to come.

A poem by Patricia Cisco paints a beautiful picture...

Autumn's Majesty

Sun with his artistic touch,

streaks skies of blue with rosy blush,

trimming Oak and Maple too,

crimson reds with yellow hue.

Birch and Hemlock, purple and gold,

apples, pumpkins bright and bold,

burns by day and cools by night,

cloaking trees in fiery might.

Wispy winds and tumbling leaves,

cypress scents within the breeze,