Thankful on Thursday - Fall

There has been a bit of chill in the air here the last few mornings (in the evenings too). The leaves have not yet started turning, but the birds seem to be migrating. One of the things I missed when I lived in Dallas was the changing of the seasons. Dallas had a long summer and an indescribeable couple of months of yuck. But here we get spring and fall (autumn, if you prefer).

Soon the trees will be vibrant with reds, yellows, and oranges (not the kind from Florida or California). Sweaters and sweatshirts, even a jacket or two will be seen. The farmers will harvest the corn (or whatever else they might plant in their rotation, soybeans, etc.). And the snowbirds (not fowls, but the human kind) will begin to make their way south to warmer climates.

Seasons change. Nature reflects to us the glory of God, though only dimly. I thank Him for the grace of another season, and fall reminds me that, "The grass withers, the flower fades, but the word of our God will stand forever" (Isaiah 40:8 ESV).