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(this entry was first posted on October 14, 2008). I just love Jewels over at Eyes of Wonder. The way she writes encourages me to slow down my day, to notice everything, especially the ordinary, and see it with "eyes of wonder." In the entry I linked to above, she talks about saying goodbye to summer, and welcoming the fall with all of its good things. Like many other people, autumn is my favorite season. What's not to love? The sights, the sounds, the smells. Looking forward to coming inside for a little hibernation. Just reading the first chapter of Little House in the Big Woods gets me in the mood. This week, I am loving the fallen leaves--the satisfying crunch while walking anywhere, the softened colors of the drying leaves, the musty smell everywhere outside. Just one of the many, many things that make autumn my favorite. I love watching the earth preparing itself for rest. The softened colors everywhere--the grays, browns, and beiges that happen in November *after* the gorgeous display of color in October. The look of bare trees against the sky, mixed in with the evergreens. It's all good, as Martha says. Jewels mentions the time in her future, after she has taught her youngest child to read, and the Passage that will signal. That event has already happened for me; I have six children out of the nest, and only two teenagers left--and their time is flying by too quickly. The "autumn" of my life is arriving. At 53, though I'm not too concerned about my age, I have to admit that 35 is long past. Most of my childraising years are behind me. Jewels had a great thought, about saying goodbye to my "summer," as I transition into the "autumn" of my life:
That's a wonderful thought. Why shouldn't the "autumn" of my life, just like the autumn of the year, be my very favorite? Sure, my skin is a little dried up just like the leaves (hopefully, I'm not smellin' too musty just yet...) and my hair color is a tad faded-looking. But this is the time of my harvest--looking at the children we raised becoming wonderful adults, the promise of the seedlings we planted coming to fruition. Fulfilling the purposes God planned for them, and, getting me some grandchildren into the bargain! Another thing that's apparent at this time of my life is the Wisdom my mother told me I'd get. It's magic! You just keep getting up in the morning, then, one day, all of a sudden you know a few things. A lot of the angst of youth disappears, and you stop sweatin' (at least *some*) of the Small Stuff. I can see as each year passes, Life getting more and more clear. Now, I still worry 'way too much. I thought I'd have it more "together" by this time. I guess I thought I would have conquered all that stuff I don't like about myself. But at least I know that God doesn't hold it against me. He loves me "just the way I am." Really. He DOES. So now, for this season, I am going to try to look at my life, as well as what's going on outside, with fresh eyes. With those Eyes of Wonder. |
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