15 Sep

 
Walking through the greenery, I see it now beginning to turn the colors of fire, a sign of autumn slowly approaching. For a few weeks now, I have been looking for The Friend. He is nowhere to be found. Just as in years past, he escapes me in late summer or early autumn, to be found again come springtime of next year. I so grieve the loss of him, and I wonder where I will be when I see him again. Will the smile still be on my face that wondrous day? I am hoping so. As I walk along and look up at the sky, I see beauty and Grace in the sweet birds that fly. I have filled my empty space with God’s beauty today, and I have learned what I focus on indeed expands.

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