My trip to Scotland and Ireland was wonderful, but it’s always good to be home. Summer is winding down fast here in Western Wisconsin, our maple tree is half orange and dropping leaves, right on schedule; usually the third week in September the trees start to change color.
In this post I want to write about the emptiness we all feel at various times in our life. For me, it generally stems from a loss or is a season of grieving. My mother died when I had just turned 14, it was already a tumultuous time; with hormones raging, a new school to attend and the fact that my home life was changing drastically.
Here I am, 40+ years later and I still deeply miss my mother. It may very well be the definitive change of seasons, the earth is getting ready for her greatest time; hibernation with renewal fast on her heels.
I tend to go deeper into my faith during these times, I wonder if you do too; or do you crawl deeper into your bed, a warm comforter or dog to soothe your heart?
Psalm 10:14But you do see; you take note of misery and sorrow; you take the matter in hand. To you the helpless can entrust their cause; you are the defender of orphans.
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