Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall –F. Scott Fitzgerald
Thoughts of trick or treating bring me back to my small, hometown. Everyone knew each other. You need not wonder if you should eat a homemade goodie that was dropped into your bag. One of the special treats I remember (besides popcorn balls from the Fishers) were candy apples. I loved candy apples! But now, I’ve grown into a caramel apple with peanuts enthusiast! Since moving into a neighborhood, there’s a sense of excitement as I plan what to give out to those little ghosts and goblins, or batmen and princesses that will flock to our door. Our little neighbor boy has been donning his batman costume for a couple of weeks now, trying it out. Those that know us will certainly get something homemade, maybe even a popcorn ball!
As cooler temps gradually creep into the evening air, and mornings are blissfully nippy, there’s no doubt October has arrived. My soul is refreshed from everything about autumn except for the shortened days and early onset of darkness that covers the sky. But thankfully, I’m drawn to prayer despite the misgivings from more hours of darkness.
Can you say the following? –
Sweet hour of prayer, sweet hour of prayer that calls me from a world of care.
And bids me at my Father’s throne, make all my wants and wishes known.
In seasons of distress and grief, my soul has often found relief
And oft escaped the tempters snare by thy return sweet hour of prayer.
As you spend time in prayer, no matter the hour, give your cares to the One who bears them compassionately.
The sovereignty of God is the pillow upon which the child of God rests his head at night, giving perfect peace. –Charles H. Spurgeon
In my heart, Autumn is God’s perfect-peaceful reminder!