The midnight wind stalked through the woods, hooted to frighten you, swept everything away for the approaching winter, whirled the leaves. I have them written on my heart and can recall them from memory. Beard 1947—2016 , tweet, 2009 October 28th The cool, bright days, The calm, bright days, With their liberal-hearted noons! Isaiah 55:10—11 For as the rain cometh down, And the snow from heaven, And returneth not thither, But watereth the earth, And maketh it bring forth and bud, That it may give seed to the sower, and bread to the eater: So shall my word be that goeth forth out of my mouth: It shall not return unto me void, But it shall accomplish that which I please, And it shall prosper in the thing whereto I sent it. And God saw that the light was good. And God made two great lights; the greater light to rule the day, and the lesser light to rule the night: he made the stars also. High Medium Low Very Low 27 And then shall they see the Son of man coming in a cloud with power and great glory.
On the first day of the appointed month in early autumn, you are to observe a day of complete rest. Cybrill The hush comes with the deepening of Autumn; but it comes gradually. Life is now savored, sipped as with a fine nineteenth-century French wine. Some things happen quicker than we think, and some things happen way slower than we think. I pray these encouraging scriptures are a blessing and encouragement to you and yours. ~Jane Austen Autumn binds poetry in its own withered leaves.
~Nathaniel Hawthorne, 10th October 1842 Autumn is springtime in reverse. And when we put our trust in Him, we have faith that everything will work for His purpose. They did not know what to do. We see the leaves floating on the bosom of the river, and we feel that such too will soon be our condition. ~Lauren DeStefano, Wither There he goes, in his long russet surtout, sweeping down yonder gravel-walk, beneath the trees, like a yellow leaf in autumn wafted along by a fitful gust of wind. ~Albert Camus Dulled to a drowsy fire, one vaguely sees The sun in heaven, where this broad, smoky round Lies ever brooding at the horizon's bound. Final Thoughts God made a perfect plan when He gave us time and seasons.
The Psalmist says that this just and righteous man is as a fruitful tree, it is properly watered daily in the Word and therefore produces good fruit at the proper time season. Palgrave Simpson, For Ever and Never, 1884, wording slightly altered A glorious crown the year puts on. This is a permanent law for you. Let the gardener sweep and sweep the turf as he will, and press the leaves into full barrows, and wheel them off, still they lie ankle-deep. ~Hal Borland, September 1967 Fiery colors begin their yearly conquest of the hills, propelled by the autumn winds.
Where you go is up to you. We have to plan for our future as the world prepares itself for a new cycle of life. Love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind and with all your strength. The promise of gold and crimson is there among the branches, though as yet it is achieved on only a stray branch, an impatient limb or an occasional small tree which has not yet learned to time its changes. ~Hal Borland, September 1967 Day by day the vine-leaves curl Revealing the heavily hanging grapes In tempting clusters of rarest shapes, That out of the heart of summer grew; Dusky-purple and amber-white, Warmed in the nooning and cooled in the night, Mingled of honey, and sunlight, and dew. He said that the greater light the sun would rule the day and that the lesser light the moon and the stars would rule the night.
That God is not listening to us in this season. And behold, the tears of the oppressed, and they had no one to comfort them! He was in the beginning with God. He set up an offering of every clean beast and fowl and the Lord smelled the sweet sacrifice. We must also use our time to minister disciple those that are already our brothers and sisters in Christ. Like rainbows wreck'd, all the gay woods do sing. Full time doth summer ne'er abide? Like sighs from spirits of perished hours, resound The melancholy melodies of the breeze! In confirmation of the truth that man's happiness depends upon the will of God, Koheleth proceeds to show how Providence arranges even the minutest concerns; that man can alter nothing, must make the best of things as they are, bear with anomalies, bounding his desires by this present life.
And to-day on the garden pool Floating an autumn leaf; How rush the seasons, rush the years, And, O, how life is brief! To bring ourselves to our state in life, is our duty and wisdom in this world. After all, tomorrow this reprieve will be buried by blizzards, crushed under slabs of doomsday ice. Be patient and wait on the Lord for that blessing to shower down on you! Against the backdrop of the pines The birch and maple leaned together; A flame ran through the blackberry vines That lingering October weather. ~Terri Guillemets Fall, not spring, is the time in this region to clear away dead leaves and branches, to renovate the borders, to start new gardens. Ironically, as leaves are falling like rain, crunching beneath my feet with finality, I am vibrating with the excitement of birth and new beginnings. They are clouds without rain, blown along by the wind; autumn trees, without fruit and uprooted—twice dead.
And sometimes seasons overlap each other. Precious that it is bounding with growth and change. He was basically telling them that they should be ready always for His return and that the need to know when He was to return was not necessary because there was plenty of work to be done while they waited. The wicked are not so, but are like chaff that the wind drives away. God's whole plan for the government of the world will be found altogether wise, just, and good. Jesus Christ is the same yesterday and today and forever. It was then that the Lord promised to never destroy the earth in such a way again Gen 8:20-21.
It will be an official day for holy assembly, a day commemorated with loud blasts of a trumpet. He comes not like a hermit, clad in gray. Looking to the next season, or preparing for the conclusion of our season in order to begin again in another presence or another space; or perhaps another season as the cycle continues to repeat itself. My experience is that prayer and Bible reading are the best solution for stability when things are changing. ~Terri Guillemets Spring blossoms are fairy tales, autumn leaves are tragic dramas. No matter what kind of season I'm going through, I can remember that God always promises to make it beautiful in His time. We go through these seasons, these storms, to allow for a greater blessing to take place in the end.