The slight chill in the air, visible exhalations, the emergence of jackets and cute boots, hot apple cider, the smell of the autumn air... Each year I love fall a little bit more. When I was little I loved the fall season because it meant raking up all the leaves to create giant leaf piles to jump into and making awesome leaf forts. It meant picking the prettiest leaves to press. Back to school and drinking cider. As I became "too old" for playing in the leaves, fall lost it's flavor and just served as an unfriendly reminder of the soon-coming cold weather. Although this reminder is true, lately I am learning to appreciate our weather more and to find joy in every season, in every day. After just typing that I am actually reminded of a song by Nicole Nordeman called "Every Season." The song talks about the changing of the seasons and how we can find God in every season. Check out her beautiful lyrics:
Every evening sky, an invitation
To trace the patterned stars
And early in July, a celebration
For freedom that is ours
And I notice You
In children’s games
In those who watch them from the shade
Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder
You are summer
To trace the patterned stars
And early in July, a celebration
For freedom that is ours
And I notice You
In children’s games
In those who watch them from the shade
Every drop of sun is full of fun and wonder
You are summer
And even when the trees have just surrendered
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice You when change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and was to come
You are autumn
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice You when change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and was to come
You are autumn
And everything in time and under heaven
Finally falls asleep
Wrapped in blankets white, all creation
Shivers underneath
And still I notice you
When branches crack
And in my breath on frosted glass
Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter
You are winter
Finally falls asleep
Wrapped in blankets white, all creation
Shivers underneath
And still I notice you
When branches crack
And in my breath on frosted glass
Even now in death, You open doors for life to enter
You are winter
And everything that’s new has bravely surfaced
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how You make me new
With every season’s change
And so it will be
As You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring
Teaching us to breathe
What was frozen through is newly purposed
Turning all things green
So it is with You
And how You make me new
With every season’s change
And so it will be
As You are re-creating me
Summer, autumn, winter, spring
God can be found in every season. Every day. All we have to do is look for Him; He is everywhere.
"To everything there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:"
- Ecclesiastes 3:1
What do you love about the fall season?
Wearing socks and cozy sweaters? The sound of crinkling leaves? Maybe it's apple picking, apple pie, or apple cider? Pumpkin spice candles? Carving pumpkins? The corn maze? Hay rides? The return of football? A new school year? Trees turned vibrant?
Let’s put it this way- what is not to love about fall?
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Fact: You're never too old to play in the leaves.
~ Now please excuse me while I go curl up in a blanket with some hot chocolate ~
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