This late fall sun touches my soul
The landscape being stripped of its life; immersed in the cold
The creatures of the backyard; my daughter’s delight
Have gone home now; away from the light
A Reminder!
What a great time this is to prepare
To slow down and to become more aware
A question comes forth:
Why don’t we take our cues from the handiwork of our Creator?
The answer comes forth…
I am brought back to Eden where disorder began
to where Abel’s blood cries out
to where weapons were forged to fight for the land
to where cities were built for the sake of the insecure
to where utility became a god; making us feel more secure
This late fall sun touches my soul
A reminder to repent; to listen to God…
…who has been speaking all along
A Foolish Way 