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Beyond The Beauty
Autumn! The word doesn’t really need a description, it speaks for itself. Yet, we paint across the vast horizon before us its full splendor; as we dip into our word easel. The portrait we create is flowing with reds, splashing with yellows, dashing with strokes of amber, and highlighted with vibrant tints of orange. Our words paint the true majestic picture of autumn.
But, beyond its word beauty, autumn signifies the end to summer. In its awakening we see the warm days of summer slowly slipping away, we notice the morning sun hazily peeking out through the drifts of fog, and the brown grasses, now kissed with the lips of the morning dew; start to turn back to the shade of green we longed for all summer.
Although the beauty of autumn can make fall one of my favorite seasons, there is still a lot of work to be done before the bright colors dim, fade out, and finally blow away.
My garden and yard need to be prepared for the long months ahead. It is time to trim back the branches of the bougainvilleas, prune away the wayward thorny limbs on the roses, and cut back the perennials, so they will all return stronger the next season.
It’s time to spread out the mulch over my prized azaleas to protect their roots from darker days. It’s time to turn the compost pile, so I can add the fresh leaves that will soon drift to the ground, hopefully before the first storm, when autumns vividness is ripped from its branches.
Autumn! So many wonderful word pictures created from this one word, but it is when I look at the refection of autumn in the ponds and lakes, amidst the valleys and mountains, I see myself.
In this, the autumn of my life, I know I need to be fully prepared for what is forth coming. I see the need for the Master Gardner, to come into my life and trim and pare the branches of disobedience, so that I will be stronger. I see the need to spread the light of His word into a darken world. I know that before He comes, I need to paint the splendor of His word on my very soul, so that I may be able to stand up against the coming storm and not be blown away. For there's still is a lot of work that needs to be done, before the end of summer and the final fall.
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