click your curser by the fish and leave them food to eat

October 30, 2008

The end of another season



I sit here sighing as I realize how quickly another season is ending. No longer are there Saturday afternoon baseball games or casual walks after dinner. It will soon be to cold to go to the river to walk along its banks. There will be no more picnics with the family or day trips to the beach. Summer has ended and Fall barely lasted long enough for us to enjoy.

Even though Fall is beautiful with its vibrant colors, cool mornings and warm afternoon there seems to be such a sadness that descends upon nature as the trees lose their leaves. Everything is laid barren and brown as it waits for Winter to cover the ground with its blanket of snow. The cold Winter months will force us inside. And then the gloom will settle in like a thick fog.

Have you noticed that too many times we go through Winter like it is a time of darkness to our souls. With nothing to do but wait out the long cold harsh months for life to once again spring forth.

This year I chose for it not to affect me this way. What a wonderful time this will be. I plan on reading more since I never seem to have time for that in the summer. And my garden is going to be planned way in advance this year.

What I think I look forward to the most is that this will be a time of reflection. There is something about looking back before I look forward that has always appealed to me. It helps to keep things in perspective. It will be a time of taking personal inventory and a time of soul searching. Am I living my life to the fullest, am I doing all that I can do to achieve my goals? Am I becoming the person I am called to be?

I am not going to allow this season of wintry weather to be one of unfruitfulness. I plan on this being a time of abundance and profitability. I will grow and once again I will look forward to the next season of my life and of nature.

It will be a blessed time!

October 20, 2008

What a Wonder


Did you ever wonder how much God loves you?
Think about it, He gives you the sunrise every morning to start your day.

Remembering



Being at Redman this past week brought back some sweet memories for me. Though I had never been to this part of Central Oregon, it reminded me of another time in my life. It was that certain smell in the air that took me back to my grandmother's place. My mind flooded with memories of my youth. Like playing on the dike that held back the Onkanogan River. The crispness of the air in the morning and the sounds of the gravel underneith my feet, reminded me of so many summers spent in Omak. Where all you ever had to worry about was what adventure you had that day. Days spent exploring every part of the area. I miss those times of freedom, where the restraints of jobs and responsibilities were a life time away.