A Warm Autumn Day

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I’m late, but not really….the post can wait, the weather couldn’t.¬† ūüôā¬† We had to take advantage of the warm autumn air while we have it.¬† Warm sun, crunchy leaves, perfect blue sky, breeze that lifts your hair and takes it on a little trip….what could be better in November?¬† Thanking God; He is so good.¬† Blessings for your day, and praying you’ve had a great one.¬† ¬†Lisa

Summer Says See You Soon!

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I always get a little sad when summer is leaving.¬† I am a summer girl…love walking outside with no coat, no gloves….love the water…..love the feeling of the heat on my skin and my face.¬† But whenever I’m sad about¬†someone or something leaving, I don’t say “goodbye.” ¬†I say “see you soon!”¬† And the things I love are still there, they are just out of sight for a little while.¬† Meanwhile, I will try to embrace the cooler air and sweaters re-emerging from dark recessed places of my closet.¬† The wind will hit my face; I’ll breathe deeply; life is a wonderful gift.¬† Blessings, Lisa

“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.”¬† ~Ecclesiastes 3:1

Fresh Wind of Change

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Usually change terrifies me….but God is doing something new in me.¬† Changes are coming in our family, and I’m feeling rather exhilarated, excited, anticipatory.¬† (Plus, I’m wanting to use flowery adjectives, which is not such a good thing.¬† haha)¬† New schools, new job, new challenges and schedules.¬† Not boring, not predictable, and definitely not the same-old, same-old.¬† ūüôā¬† The winds of change are blowing, but I’m not afraid because my good God is in the middle of it all.¬† Blessings to you today, Lisa

Mountain in Song

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“Shout for joy, O heavens; rejoice, O earth;¬† burst into song, O mountains!¬† For the Lord comforts his people and will have compassion.”¬† ~Isaiah 49:13

What is singing in your corner of the world this morning?¬† Maybe the tree that is using red, orange, and yellow as his notes of song.¬† Maybe the green grass under your feet is shouting, “Glorious day!”¬† Maybe the sky and the clouds are playing with blues and whites and grays, creating a beautiful artwork of this very moment.¬† Go ahead and add to their beauty¬†with a song or big shout of your own!¬† ¬†Slainte, Lisa