“Each season holds its blessing.”
I pause and ponder what
As I feel the chill winds blowing
And hear the dried leaves crunch!
I marvel at autumn’s beauty
The brilliant colors ‘round,
The cool crisp air, the harvest’s abundance
Remind me of God’s rich provision.
I fear that life may be like the seasons
And I don’t want what comes next—
Winter, cold, and bitter wind
Days in isolation!
Help me see the beauty in this season,
I want to enjoy today,
Not worry about tomorrow,
But trust that You’ll be there!
For truth be told, around the bend
Of the year, a seed’s been frozen,
It begins to thaw, the sun shines on
And new life bursts forth again!
“Help me, Lord, to stop the fret
And not borrow from tomorrow,
To value this season in its time
For the next holds even better!”
Written by Sherree Lane, Campus Pastor, Scandia Shores
