Seasons
It’s finally here: October – the month of scarves, jeans, coffee, and warm colors perfectly balancing the suddenly cool weather. Personally, it is by far my favorite. And yet as I say that, it is not such a simple statement to make. I find that the more I think about it, the more I find each season has something unique, something to love. Summer manifests itself in long, lazy days spent swimming and relaxing. Fall brings with it one of the greatest creations known to man: the pumpkin pie concrete. Winter holds nights of hot chocolate and cozying up by the fireplace with a good novel. And Spring has a life of its own, found in the song of the birds and the whistle of the warming breeze through the newly-green trees. Each and every season is beautiful. The more I think about it, the more I see my life in seasons. I’ve found myself returning to Ecclesiastes 3: “For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born, and a time to die; ...