Life starts all over again when it gets crisp in the fall –F. Scott Fitzgerald

Memories of trick or treating bring me back to my small, Louisiana hometown where you knew everyone and everyone knew you.  You didn’t wonder if it was safe to eat a homemade treat that had been dropped in your bag. One of my favorite treats, besides popcorn balls from the Fishers, were candy apples. Oh! How I loved candy apples! Since becoming an adult I crave caramel apples sprinkled with peanuts! With Halloween approaching, I’m planning what to hand out to all those 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!

Why am I wearing the witch hat, and why does my older sister get a BIG bag for her stash?

As cooler weather makes its appearance with blustery nippy, mornings, there’s no doubt October has arrived. My soul is refreshed from everything about autumn except for shortened days. Yet, what a beautiful reminder to pray despite the misgivings from more hours of darkness.

May your heart find solace in God as prayer draws you from a world of care –

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 darkness, 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 sweet season of peaceful moments!