scripture friday.

scripture friday.

I’m not a fan of August.

The crass sunlight accentuates the faded summer blooms. The only hope are the phlox and Maximilian sunflowers waiting for their cue, standing bravely in the blast of heat until the first frost.

It leaves me feeling a bit melancholy.

But God knew what we needed when he gave us this truth:

The grass withers and the flowers fade, but the word of our God stands forever.

Life brings many uncertainties. Faded memories of disappointment.

What a comfort to know God’s word never, ever fades.


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let it be.

let it be.

In the Northeast, summer blooms mingle with the faded colors of late summer.

Already, roadside maple trees are speckled with red and gold.

The morning dew is heavy. The air is chilled.

I love the beginning of new seasons.

Recently, I was driving through the small college town nearby and felt such a sense of love for my community. Where did that come from, I thought. It was a long-ago familiar feeling that is rare these days.

That’s what happens to you when your child dies.

Seasons just come and go without our help. Everything has a time and purpose. Many of life’s situations are not in our control.

So, we just let it be.

Take one day at a time. Hard to do in the world we live in today where we have access to everything in real time.

But that doesn’t change how the universe works.

Summer will end when it is supposed to.

Autumn will begin with all of its freshness, with a wash of vibrant colors brushed upon withering blossoms.

Let it be.