I like fall. I don't love it. It is too close to winter for my liking, but it is a pretty season. And I do enjoy the crispness of the air that requires pulling out fluffy wool sweaters to wrap up in. I think I'm noticing this changing of the season a little more this year. I'm not so distracted with other things. Maybe I should be...with the economy, the upcoming election and the pain and struggles that I see all around me.
I guess in all the changing of the colors I see someone who is the same. Who is consistent and giving me assurance that whatever changes come there is One who is the same yesterday, today and tomorrow. He is as comforting and warm as my big, bulky sweaters...I need to put them on with the first chill of autumn, not wait until I'm cold!
Luke 12:54
Then he turned to the crowd: "When you see clouds coming in from the west, you say, 'Storm's coming'—and you're right. And when the wind comes out of the south, you say, 'This'll be a hot one'—and you're right. Frauds! You know how to tell a change in the weather, so don't tell me you can't tell a change in the season, the God-season we're in right now.
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