I went for a little walk Friday afternoon along the road. The sun came out for a couple of hours this afternoon and I needed to get out to think, breath, reminisce, cry and pray. It was the last day of October. I have a lot on my mind. Remembering my father's passing 45 years ago on the 29th of October. And now waiting....
Autumn days do that to me. Especially late in the season when things are dying. The season of summer is dying. The land is laid waste and bare as the trees.
The little brook was flowing fast today with water from the recent rains.
A few apples, berries and leaves cling to the trees.
Goldenrod gone to seed and still rather pretty.
Do you remember this scene? I've shared it a couple of times lately showing the progression of the landscape. By Sunday morning it might be white. Yes, it's calling for s**w. I doubt we'll get much. Enough wet snow with rain and cold will be just plain old miserable. It will be November. And it won't last. It will get nice again for a couple more days before real winter weather comes.
As the seasons change life changes also. I shared a while back that my brother is battling cancer and now he is nearing the end of his season on earth. The family is gathered watching, waiting, praying, reminiscing, laughing, crying, and singing worship songs as they say good bye to a loving husband and father. Soon he will be with Jesus and we will celebrate his home going. My heart is breaking in grief for his dear family. He's my only brother and just a year and 4 days younger than me. We were in cribs side by side. One of my earliest memories is the old metal cribs. But, I have lots of memories of the wonderful times with my brother and will cherish them forever.
Until we meet again.
John and I ~ June 27, 2014
Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength. They will soar on wings like eagles; they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Isaiah 40:31
I may be absent for the next while as I take a bit of a break.