“See, I am making all things new. … It is done! I am the Alpha and the Omega, the beginning and the end. To the thirsty I will give water as a gift from the spring of the water of life. Those who conquer will inherit these things, and I will be their God and they will be my children.” ~
My husband and I planned a trip the first week of October – a driving tour of the fall foliage in New England – something that I’ve always wanted to do. For several months, we carefully mapped out an itinerary that would take us from Washington, D.C., to Pennsylvania, New York, Vermont, New Hampshire, Maine, Massachusetts, and finally home. … But it never happened; my husband died, and, somehow, something that once felt so exciting and important, now seems insignificant … I often find myself lamenting, “This was not the plan.”
Today, the beautiful colors of fall seemed to shout with joy. Perhaps, I am simply paying better attention to the lovely things in life, but, as I drove around and looked, trying to soak it all in, I recalled something that Washington Irving once said, “It was a fine autumnal day; the sky was clear and serene, and nature wore that rich and golden livery which we always associate with the idea of abundance. The forests had put on their sober brown and yellow, while some trees of the tenderer kind had been nipped by the frosts into brilliant dyes of orange, purple, and scarlet.”
Autumn is a gentle, but faithful, reminder that life goes on – with all the changes, loss, renewal, and regeneration. … God is the grand artist of all things completed, everything that is not quite finished, and those of us who know that life is a “works in progress.” Only the greatest of love can inspire us to see beauty beyond the here and now.