Wednesday, November 11, 2020

Dear God,

Each season tells its own story.  Spring can't wait to speak of new life, of buds and blooms.  Summer cries out with growth and varieties of flowers, trees and shrubs.  Autumn shares transformation, color and release.  Winter whispers hibernation and quiet silence.  They challenge our sedentary ways, inviting us to follow them into trust, change and glorious renewal.  It is a marvel, a real marvel.

I love to sit with each season. I love their stories.  I love their transition talk.  Most of all, I love what they have to say about you, how they direct me to you and how they urge me to learn lessons of faith.

Thank you,

Creator God,

for the gift

of each season.

Thank you

for their secrets,

their insights,

hopes and dreams.

Thank you

for showing us

the way

to you.

Love always, Andrea