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The Flow of Fall

I love to look at the leaves in the fall. When I was a child, we had all kinds of trees, oak, elm, and maple at least. There were other types of trees nearby. Then there were all the different sizes and colors. I would go all around the yard and collect as many different sizes and colors as I could find and tie them together with a long maple leaf stem. Sounds weird, but it looked cool. I miss doing that. Just as some adults probably miss jumping in a pile of leaves twice your size. Now that is fun! Now that I'm getting older, I anticipate that temperature change when I can wear my sweaters in the house and drink lots of hot tea. I love to snuggle underneath a mass of blankets. There is something safe and comforting about it. Maybe we grow up and lose our faith in God because we lose our sense of wonder. Things just don't seem so amazing anymore. We take all the things around us for granted and get consumed with our problems. But is it possible to renew that sense of wonder? Is it possible to trust God today as we did back then? I know the answer to that question of course. "He that dwelleth in the secret place of the most High shall abide under the shadow of the Almighty." Psalm 91:1 Under the shadow of God like a child hiding under the covers. We can still be like a child. "Whosoever shall humble himself as this little child, the same is the greatest in the kingdom of heaven." I realize this verse is talking about salvation, but Psalm 36:7 says, "How excellent is thy lovingkindness, O God! Therefore the children of men put their trust under the shadow of thy wings." "And they that know thy name will put their trust in thee: for Thou, LORD, hast hast not forsaken them that seek thee." Psalm 9:10. I am not saying these words to be preachy to others. It helps me to be that way to myself. Kind of like a self pep talk. I NEED to remind myself that God IS. I need to remind myself that I am His. It is the best encouragement I can give you or myself. Happy Thanksgiving! Enjoy the beauty that God gave us. Amy

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