Luke 12:27 NKJ
Consider the lillies, how they grow: they neither toil nor spin; and yet I say to you, even Solomon in all his glory was not arrayed like one of these.
Of all the seasons in the year fall is the one I love the best. Temperatures drop so you are able to get outside and enjoy the beautiful array of fall colors and flowers. My back yard is full of fall flowers in every color imaginable. Of course there are a few bees buzzing around the beautiful buds too. A canvas of color painted all by the Master's hand.
Many people like going to the New England states this time of the year for the fall foliage. My husband grew up in Maine and New Hampshire and has told me many times how beautiful it is, it does not compare to any place else. We live in Texas and we do not get to see many changes in our seasons here. I think I see a trip in our future!
Like seasons of the year we also have seasons in our life. As a child we live and play as a child. We learn of God's love for little children, hear Bible stories, and sing songs to praise Him.
As we go through our middle years we graduate from school, some go on to college, then we marry. Wedded bliss brings children. We do our best to raise our children, to get them through all the childhood sicknesses, school, then off to a life of their own. Praying that we've given them the foundation of love and guidance from our Heavenly Father.
Then we advance into our golden years. Ah yes, our golden years, with all its aches and pains, knee replacements, and medicines. Retirement and to do the things we looked forward to doing all of our lives. Travel and enjoying each day to it's fullest. No hustle and bustle, no alarm clock telling us it's time to get up and get to work, time to sit and relax.
Retirement doesn't mean we are to sit back and do nothing. God isn't finished with you yet. Retirement means you have more time to reach out to others who do not know the Lord as you do. To share His Word with your neighbors, the waitress who waited on you this morning at IHOP, the person you are sitting next to on the bus, the librarian who looks like she isn't having a good day. The list goes on and on. No, God is not through with you yet. There is still work to be done.
Dear Father lead me and guide me to share Your Word with others as I go through the day each day. Amen.