Leaves have begun to shower down like rain, landing on my shoulders and head as I stand in the yard. Yet there is time still to relish the flowers that burst forth in colours that should have new names to describe their beauty.
Everything in us seems to resist change, even as it is upon us. Lord help us to release our days into Your more than capable hands.
To everything there is a season, A time for every purpose under heaven Ecclesiastes 3:1 NKJV
Written as part of L. L. Barkat's On, In and Around Mondays . Read more here at Seedlings in Stone.