Last week I talked
about my reluctance to
see summer end and
fall arrive. Well, I’ve changed my mind, mainly because of the cooler temperatures.
I know we’ll have more hot weather. This is Arkansas, but I’m ready now.
Besides, there’s no stopping change. It happens everyday.
We might as well look on the bright side.
A Few Things Come to Mind
Boxes appear at the best-ever-neighbors’ house, followed by a moving van. Suddenly you’re visiting them one last time in their almost-empty place.
|The Rucker’s view from their new condo
in Little Rock River Market District.
(Photo courtesy of Cissy Rucker)
It won’t be the last visit. No way. But it will be different. However, we know the way downtown to that shiny new high-rise condo. And we’re happy for them because they’re excited about their digs. With that view, who wouldn’t be?
Children grow up and leave home. But then you get to know them on an entirely new adult level. And sometimes they give you grandchildren. We have eight, and they’re all a joy.
|This is just part of our group. Maria and her family
weren’t with us for Christmas that year.
Grandchildren graduate from high school and then college, get that first professional job or go to grad school.
Where did the time go?
I look in the mirror and see my mother. She was cute, but I want to look like I did when Terry and I got married. Well, okay like I did when we celebrated our 30th wedding anniversary in New York City.
|That guy beside me is what you call really old.
Museum of Natural History
New York City, 2004
|Peggy and me
A long, long time ago
Then I remember my beloved friend, Peggy, who would have given anything to grow old with us. When I said goodbye to her, I vowed I wouldn’t fret over birthdays again.
Mirrors don’t lie, so I just say come on Rodan + Fields Redefine, do your thing. We’ll work with what we’ve got. By the way it’s a great skin care product. If you want to try it, check in with my super Rep, Darby Barton of Fayetteville. (That’s an unpaid recommendation. Yes, it’s that good.)
Perhaps part of my reluctance to embrace another autumn is that it means winter’s not far behind it.
If I’m fortunate, I’ll have another birthday in less than five months. They’re piling up.
So much to do.
So much to finish.
There are many good things, but what is
God’s best for me—for you—today?
It bears consideration.
Be very careful, then, how you live—not as unwise but as wise,
16 making the most of every opportunity…
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|Sunflowers jazz up fadding hydrangeas
Fall is less than two weeks away. The signs have been around us for days. The hydrangeas are fading. Already I’m sweeping up oak leaves on the patio. Pumpkins and mums dominate displays in floral shops. Razorback red (or name your team & color), candy corn and Halloween costumes are out in full force, beckoning us to buy.
|Just a few of our winged friends
Instead of four hummingbirds, now 20+ compete for a place at at our feeders as they prepare for the long flight South. One morning we’ll wake up and they will be gone.
I must confess at first I resisted the thought of fall. It’s been too hot. Where did summer go? I’m not ready.
But it doesn’t matter whether I’m ready or not. The hummers will fly south, and fall will come as surely as the sun will rise and set each day. I don’t want to be left behind, so I’m coming round. I’ve pulled out an arrangement of autumn leaves and a fat little pumpkin. So far I’ve resisted the candy corn, but it sure tastes good with cocktail peanuts.
I don’t always recognize when God is bringing a change of season into my life, but He is patient. As evidence stacks up, I’m learning to embrace the freshness and excitement of something new.
What about you? Can you remember a time when you suddenly realized He was bringing change to your life?
I hope we will all accept changing seasons and concentrate on what is next instead of looking back with longing. Change can be scary because only He knows what new paths will open before us. But God is trustworthy, and isn’t that what makes life with Him so exciting?
Behold, I am doing a new thing; now it springs forth, do you not perceive it.
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|Hey! Anybody in there? It’s cold out here!
Look who came to visit. Mr. Snail showed up after that cold front blew through Monday. The way he craned his neck as if to peep through the patio door, I wouldn’t have been surprised to hear a tap on the glass. I can’t say that I blame him for seeking for refuge. That thunder storm got my attention, too.
But even in the chilly aftermath, he didn’t belong in our house. (Timmy and Max would have batted him around like a hockey puck.) So I snapped a few pictures and relocated him to the flower bed where I hope he went wherever snails go in cold weather and curled up in that beautiful shell.
As often happens after a major storm, the rest of the week has been glorious with autumn-blue skies and crisp temperatures. I enjoy the changing seasons, but I much prefer for them to ease in quietly. One morning soon, we’ll awaken to find that Jack Frost passed through in the night and painted the leaves brilliant reds and golds. That’s the way I like my changes to happen.
There have been times when my life has shifted dramatically. Like Mr. Snail, as I tried to get my bearings, I knocked on some wrong doors or hung around places totally inappropriate for me. But fortunately, someone or something always came along to help me get back on track.
Now when I sense a change is coming, I try to remember to ask God to open His doors and to shut the ones that are wrong for me. I look back to the times I’ve waited for Him and how He guided me, even out of my mistakes. I’ve grown through the process and, overall, feel blessed beyond anything I expected.
Wherever you find yourself today, I pray you will have the patience to wait for God’s best, the understanding to recognize it when it comes and the courage to embrace it completely.
Trust in the Lord with all your heart, and do not lean on your own understanding.
In all your ways acknowledge him, and he will make straight your paths.
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