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Falling for Fall

Fall is a challenging time for me.

You see, I love Summer.

Oh, Spring is nice. It’s exciting to watch the world wake up. It’s great to rediscover relationships with neighbors and friends whom we only saw from beneath our hats and scarves while operating snowblowers or shovels. I enjoy planting flowers and seeds, digging in the dirt and watching things begin to bloom.

But Summer. Ahhh…the sun shines down it’s warmth and life is more relaxed somehow. People look for excuses to spend time together. Friendships are made or strengthened around picnic tables, bonfires, or lounging on the back deck. Fairs, Festivals and Farmer’s Markets are everywhere. I love Summer.
So as the leaves begin to change and temperatures begin to cool I begin to panic.

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This year I wondered what stirs up these feelings in me. After all, there is much about Fall I am fond of.

The colors are brilliant.

The scents are delicious.

The flavors of pumpkin, apples and spice are wonderful.

Why the melancholy?

I began to realize that in my mind I have been skipping over Fall and worrying about Winter.

And then a verse came to mind:

Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself. Each day has enough trouble of its own.        Matthew 6:34

Instead of enjoying the fun of Fall every year I dread the cold weather and snow (both of which I am not fond) that are ahead. I worry about something months away so I don’t enjoy the beauty all around me.

I realized I do this in my personal life as well.

Sometimes I worry about problems in life that may never materialize and I begin to despair. By looking ahead at what challenges may present themselves in the future I am pulled away from the blessings of today.

And it steals my peace.

This year I’m working on enjoying the beauty of the changing colors and the crunch of the leaves under my feet. I’m breathing in the sweet smells and relishing the special flavors that are only available this time of year.

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And I’m not worrying about the “s” word right now. The ground will be white soon enough. I don’t need to rush it. Who knows, perhaps this year I can find something to enjoy about Winter as well.

What is your favorite season?

Do you share similar struggles with the changing seasons?

Blessings and peace to you this beautiful Fall day…
Paula