“I’m so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.”
― L.M. Montgomery
A leaf suspended by the single thread of a spider’s web—brilliantly reflects the light of a bright October sun / Troup Co, Ga / Julie Cook / 2014)
The human soul is slow to discover the real excellence of things given to us by a bountiful Creator, and not until the shadows of death begin to gather around the object that we love, do we see its worth and beauty. Autumn is the dim shadow that clusters about the sweet, precious things that God has created in the realm of nature. While it robs them of life, it tears away the veil and reveals the golden gem of beauty and sweetness. Beauty lurks in all the dim old aisles of nature, and we discover it at last.