These all look to you to give them their food in due season;
when you give to them, they gather it up;
when you open your hand, they are filled with good things.
I will sing to the Lord as long as I live;
I will sing praise to my God while I have being.
May my meditation be pleasing to him, for I rejoice in the Lord.
Psalm 104:27-28, 33-34
I love the autumn. I love the feel of the morning air and the burst of colors from the trees. I love to pick apples. I love to hear the leaves crunch under me feet and I love to look into the deep, blue sky. It stirs up wonderful memories of jumping into piles of leaves and the smell of burning leaves. I love the autumn … except I know what follows. Autumn’s coolness is the pathway into winter’s cold and I don’t like that. Darkness falls too early and the gardens give up their last bit of color.
But winter can be nice, too. There is nothing more beautiful than fresh, white snow. It is the season of Christmas and it is so very nice to be wrapped in a blanket in a cozy house while a storm whirls outside … as long as you don’t have to go outside. Winter seems to be the longest season. You wonder if spring will ever arrive. And then it does!
I delight in seeing the first sign of new life on the trees and hearing the birds in the morning. It is good to open the windows again and have the curtains blow with the breeze. It is good to get out in the garden and work in the soil again. I think maybe spring is my favorite season.
But those weeds … the weeds seem to take over so quickly. Once the grass starts growing it means I have to mow the lawn again and again and again. Spring cleaning beckons … spring does bring a lot of work with it.
Not like the summer. Summer brings vacations and warmth. My bones love the summer sun. Fresh vegetables and glorious gardens. But you definitely have to watch out for those summer storms. They can be terrible. And I would prefer the temperatures to stay below 90 … but they usually don’t.
Each season has its joys. Each season has its beauty. But each season can also have its laments. But God is faithful and unchanging through them all. So each season has its reason for praise and rejoicing.
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- Barrie Shepherd wrote a prayer called “Weather Report.” I offer it to you hoping that it will help to bless your day.
Each morning, as I awake, Lord,
I raise the blind to check the weather.
It makes such a difference to me,
this rain-or-shine world.
Perhaps it really shouldn’t, but it does.
A sunny, crisp morning in January,
a cool, clear sunrise in May,
and I begin the day ahead of myself,
ready for anything – or almost anything.
But a frigid, drifting Monday,
or a damp and dreary Wednesday morning,
can end a day before it has even begun.
Of course, I realize, “We need the rain,”
and “Into each life a little rain must fall,”
but whenever it falls into mine,
it depresses me just the same.
Lord, teach me to praise you
for all states and conditions of life.
For, just as the rain brings nourishment and growth,
new strength to the earth, preparing it to blossom
with the return of the sun,
so times of trial and pain,
difficulty and hardship in my life, seem to be times
in which I sink my roots deeper and grow taller.
Help me this morning, whatever kind of morning it is,
to receive it as my morning, your-gift-to-me morning,
as yet another opportunity, rain or shine,
to spend some time with me, and with you.
Let your sun rise splendid in my heart now,
and send me forth to bear your radiance
to all I meet
For it is God who is at work in you,
enabling you both to will and work for his good pleasure.