Because November days just make the troubles in everyday life seem insignificant with cooler weather ushering in this fresh perspective on my here and now, I love November. I love everything about her.
And today I celebrated her arrival with a smile. Early, early this morning, I knew she had arrived when I felt the need to pull the quilt up to my chin, tuck the covers a little tighter, and I couldn't help but smile. I wanted to shout, "November is here! She's here! She's finally here!" But I didn't think the sleeping masses would appreciate or share my enthusiasm. At lunchtime, I celebrated her arrival by having an impromptu picnic on the front porch with the man I love the most, and I smiled when the coolness of the breeze made me shiver just a bit. And this evening, as I took a short walk and peered into the heavenlies, I felt this overwhelming desire to sing songs about the greatness of my God. The tears in my eyes were simply a response to the smile of my heart.
Welcome Sweet November. How I have anticipated your arrival! And thank you, Papa God, for the wonderful days of November!
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