The world of Octobers
I'm so glad I live in a world where there are Octobers.
That is what I keep telling myself when the weight of the world seems to press down on my shoulders.
I look at the beautiful autumn hews and choose to embrace this beautiful season and not lament the one that comes after it - the hard cold winter ahead.
I dream of more evenings out on the dock.
I dream of magical sunsets painted by a famous artist who was thinking specifically of me when He placed those colours in the sky.
And I know that even though a cold harsh winter is upon us, this famous artist will paint His beauty on the landscape of His world once again. Just for me. Because in these paintings, He knows I see the bigger picture of beauty and miracles that I tend to forget when the sadness of the world weighs on my shoulders and I threaten to see it all in black and white...missing out on so much.