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| An Autumn Sunset |
Soon the hardwoods in the Northeast will be in full dress. But the leaves will fall quickly, and the forests will again be bare. By that time the robins and other migrating birds will have flown South. It is a time of year for nostalgia, reflection and expressions of thanks to our Maker. Our prayer is that we will make it through another winter season to see the beauty of a returning spring.
Just as surely as death comes in the fall, life is reborn in the spring. We await that time when the buds begin to swell, and all of nature becomes pregnant with new growth. Walk with us through this winter season. May our lives reflect the purity of the snow, the vitality of the spring, the fullness of summer's growth, and the brightness of the autumn foliage.
We often grieve our losses, but we know that your constancy in an ever-changing world will provide the rock on which we can anchor our lives. In your grace, we pray. Amen
Copyright © Jay D Weaver - September 24, 1992