I've been getting this feeling that comes with the Fall... I've never known what the nostalgia is all about, since I've had this feeling every year since I was 5, but I like it. It's as though I'm walking through a scene from "To Kill a Mockingbird"and I'm Scout, getting excited about my giant Ham costume and playing with Boo and Dill. In some ways, this proves I'm a total American, but in others, I'm just loving the change in the air and taking it all in. I love wearing sweaters and scarves. I love to breathe like a dragon and see my air leaving my mouth. I love it when the fog rolls in.
On another note, I've been contemplating Psalm 37 and loving God's sovereignty in the midst of trials- these days they are not mine, but others. Remembering how God paints on a canvas that's bigger than the universe surely adds to faith. My pilgrim's progress went through all sorts this last year, but He has helped me sort it out and I am back on track. Praise Him!
