How did we get here?
The beginning of November.
Trees shed their leaves.
Mornings greet us with a chill.
We linger over hot cups of coffee wondering how the day will unfold.
With the recent flooding haying is finished.
We had held out hope for one more cutting.
That decision has been made.
Winter looms ever before us.
I wonder, how did we get here?
Times seems to evaporate these days.
I long to slow the marching clock.
We set the clock back an hour last night.
Well, somehow, somewhere, these high tech phones we have do it themselves.
I manually change the microwave and stove.
I have a watch that needs to hand set, which is analog, as well as two wall clocks.
The click, click of the second hand, as time passes.
I wonder if anyone sits in the quiet anymore and hears that sound;
the sound of time passing?
I remember being haunted by that in High School.
A computer programming class where we made snow fall on crudely shaped snowmen.
I loved the work in that class; but the lectures. . . I watched the clock-the second hand.
Time would pass.
Time I would never see again.
I feel that way now.
Except. where did it go?
And how did we get here?
The time that passed…
Was filled with wonder and joy.
We got here by one moment at a time.
The good as well as the hard.
All held in the grasp of the One who loves us beyond all we could ever imagine.
30 Days of Thankfulness
I am thankful for:
The warmth of summer.
My happy place at the river.
A place to gather, free from stress
help to fix things around the house this past week
time with our grand daughter for her birthday
time with my farmer in the car
crisp mornings and warm days
coffee and my coffee buddy
storms that come and remind us of a beautiful community
quiet in the early morning hours
my farmer who works so hard each day
my kids who are each forging their own unique path
A God who never leaves me nor forsakes me
Please join us on this journey of Thankfulness.
Leave a comment. Post on your Social Media. Start a journal. Some how step into gratitude to the One who calls us by name.
Stepping into gratitude gives me hope.
While things are not always great, and I often wonder, how did we get here?
Gratitude leads us to hope.
Hope in the One who calls us by name.
And hope overcomes all our fears.