"All men are like grass,
all their glory is like the flowers of the field.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
because the breath of the LORD breathes on them.
Surely the people are grass.
The grass withers and the flowers fall,
But the word of our God stands forever."
Glorious One,
Thank you for the beautiful lessons of autumn. With a gently breath
from heaven the dry, yellow grasses wave impassively in the chilly
fall air. The leaves, while glistening with dazzling colors, begin to
crackle and drop from their branches, blowing here and there. The
pretty pallet of posies that peeked in my window all summer has long
since faded. As I reflect on the sights of the season, I'm reminded that
life is short. Like the flowers, fame and fortune will fade.Good health
will eventually wilt and wither. Beauty will flee like the falling leaves.
Only Your Word lasts forever. Your perfect promises are the same
today as they were yesterday, and will be tomorrow. I've got to stop
looking to people and possessions for pleasure. The could perish in a
heartbeat leaving me disappointed and disillusioned. Instead, I need to
focus on the power of your everlasting promises. They are altogether
trustworthy and all that I need to live happily ever after in the beautiful
kingdom of heaven. Eternal glory is Yours because of Jesus. Amen
Take a fresh look at the sights of autumn. Life too is fleeting. How will
you spend it?
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