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Monday, October 10, 2011


They are absolutely beautiful! The trees in the woods have begun to turn orange and crimson, and send golden beams across the fields they border. God has truly kissed the earth with the colors of His Autumn.

Do we leave kisses and blessings when we pass by? Or, do we leave angst and chaos in our wake? I know we live in very difficult times. Some of our friends and loved ones have no job and those who do often put in very long hours. Often, there is no time or energy left for common kindness. When we have that many demands, we are robbing ourselves and others of the joy of living they, and we, deserve.

Why not change this beautiful season into a glorious time of caring? No matter how busy or worried you are, take mini-moments out of each day to close your eyes and see God kiss the earth with love. Everywhere He touches, colors burst forth with vigor, hope and inspiration. Breathe in the freshness of His promise, as he blesses our country with His presence and the dawn of new prosperity. Accept that His definition of prosperousness may not be ours. We are only truly rich when we leave kisses of hope as we pass through. Our kindness can turn the world to gold again. Let us pray:

“Father God, you turn our gray into color and let us enjoy your holy presence. May your kingdom of hope and love come to us this very day. We ask, Father, that you fill us with the brightness and wealth of your Autumn, so that we might pass that rich joy and hope on to other. Forgive us when we get so busy, even doing YOUR work, that we have no time to draw strength from you. Then, we have to admit, that our hard work is for our own purposes, to draw praise and attention to ourselves, not to assist in the building of your kingdom. We ask for the power of your love to forgive those who have attacked our security and have tried to rob us of our hope. Fill us with the gold of your Autumn that we may help to build peace and security in others. May all glory be yours Father. In the precious name of your son, our savior, Jesus, I pray. Amen”
“God gives us stories that testify to His love. Let me tell you mine.”
Copyright 2011 Doris Gaines Rapp, Ph.D.

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