I put long pants and long sleeves on my four year old yesterday morning. I didn’t need the AC blasting on high. I lit my Pumpkin Spice candle.
Autumn had officially begun.
There is something magical about the start of Spring and Autumn that sends an excitement pumping through my veins. Spring means I can break out my favorite flip flops. It means that new things are getting ready to appear. Fresh things. Leaves begin to make a once barren tree beautiful.
It’s a new beginning.
Autumn means I can break out my comfy Ugg boots. It means I can bear to sit outdoors a little longer without wiping sweat from my brow. The leaves turn the most amazing colors before they touch the ground.
I’m glad a new season is here. I need a new season. I need a falling away of the old so God can do something new.
I am trusting God to do something different this season. Something new. Something good. As a matter of fact, when I have prayed recently, I have referenced the changing season and claimed new and good things over my family.
So, along with the joys of candy corn and soups on a stove, I’m going to walk in the joys of God doing something new in my life.
Do you need God to something new in you or your family?
Forget the former things; do not dwell in the past. See, I am doing a new thing! Isaiah 43:18-19
Hello Fall! Well, almost. October is here. Hip, hip hooray! I’ve never heard a living soul say “I don’t like Fall.” The foliage turns into the most perfect colors. It provides the most enjoyable months, weather wise, in the Sooner State. The winter months here are COLD, and I’ve experienced far too many icy road conditions and power outages. Spring brings tornadoes and hair destroying winds. And summers are so dang hot, it melts my make-up. So, Fall it is.
I remember when I first moved to Oklahoma (a.k.a. tornado alley). I noticed an umbrella broken in half lying in Kris’ backyard. (I’m sure cleaning that up was on his list of things to do.) “High winds”, he said. High winds my, um my….my hiney. In the words of my grandma, Callie Mae, “I’m not going to gee-haw with you,” I told him. Try TORNADO. I suppose he thought I would turn myself right ‘round and head back south if I knew the truth. Thus, the lies began.
Oh, I kid.
Anyhoo, I do love this time of year. I celebrate my birthday – my favorite day of the year. Right, Cindy? I light pumpkin-scented candles and bake pumpkin bread. I sit on my back porch and enjoy my 2 inches of yard. I pull out my yummy sweaters and embrace them as though I’m seeing an old friend. I LOVE this time. Did I mention that?
What do you love most about this time of year?
Oh, and I so had you going on that “baking” part, didn’t I?