My soul is ready to move on to a different season.
A season with:
More laughing, less criticizing myself
More conversations, less phone
More looking forward, less looking back
More hoping, less wishing
More encouragement, less discouragement
More happiness, less sadness
More excitement, less regret
More forgiveness, less hostility
More of Jesus, less of myself
"And even when the trees have just surrendered
To the harvest time
Forfeiting their leaves in late September
And sending us inside
Still I notice you when change begins
And I am braced for colder winds
I will offer thanks for what has been and what's to come
You are autumn"
-Every Season by Nicole Nordeman
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