Tuesday, September 29, 2020

In this Season of Letting Summer Go...


In the course of a week this tree flares and fizzles...
like a fall fire-cracker

Every good and perfect gift is from above, 
coming down from the Father of the heavenly lights, 
who does not change like shifting shadows.
(I love this familiar verse; James 1:17
but the next, perhaps less familiar verse 18 offers such
sound reason for thankfulness no matter the season...

He chose to give us birth through the word of truth, 
that we might be a kind of firstfruits of all he created.

One of the blessings I'm praising God for this morning
 is that though the pick-up truck tire just went flat
Jim was driving not too far from a tire shop!
The warning light came on and 
he was able to make it to the shop in time!
I drove the truck to quite a few errands yesterday
and thankfully made it home!
Jim is much better qualified to dealing with vehicle-troubles😌

In this season of sorrow-pangs; of letting summer go 
Somehow sweet gladness still remains for hearts to overflow 
With happiness where loveliness is not a seasoned lease 
Because genuine thankfulness grants hope and joy and peace 

In this season of longing something instills sheer delight 
Where mercy metes the morning; where stars still come out at night 
Where Beauty, not sequestered in the husk where summer lies 
Pours, spills, unfolds and blesses us in glorious surprise 

Harshness of cold hard facts attacks us in the early dark 
Where courage and surrender spar within the trembling heart 
Where still, the Giver of each good and perfect gift sustains 
And bids us recognize the grant of goodness that remains 

Then we are not disheartened as the cold comes creeping in 
As frost frazzles the garden; as the wind nips cheeks and chin 
Our Father above does not change like shifting season-tide 
He abides through what time estranges with love, bona fide 

…thus, in this parting-kiss-dismissal of days dearly spent 
While we watch colour flare and fizzle in soundless descent 
While farewell’s fangs inflict the pangs of bittersweet release 
We find genuine thankfulness grants hope and joy and peace 

© Janet Martin 

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