Welcome Autumn

Fall begins this week, and with it, my most favorite time of the year! Fall has always been my favorite season. I love the golden hue that overtakes the trees right before they turn their gorgeous shades of red, orange, and yellow. I love the spicy aroma of cinnamon and cloves that fills our kitchen. I love breaking out my sweaters and tramping through the leaves with my family on crisp, cool autumn days. I love making our annual trip to the Pumpkin Farm where we select our pumpkins, weave our way through a corn maze, and bounce along on a hayride.

For whatever reason, I become reminiscent during this time of year. I reflect often on the family traditions created by my parents, as well as the traditions and memories I wish to pass on to our boys. I was studying Psalm 78 today, and I was once again struck by verse 4:

"We will not hide them from their children, but tell to the coming generation the glorious deeds of the Lord, and His might, and the wonders that He has done."

...and verse 7...

"...so that they should set their hope in God and not forget the works of God,
but keep His commandments."

How I pray that our family traditions continually point to God's faithfulness in the past; His glorious deeds, His might, and all the wonders He's done. As I crunch through the leaves with our boys this fall, I can't help but point them to the Master Artisan. My heart's cry is that our boys will in turn set their hope firmly in God as they recount His works; that they will obediently desire to serve Him with all their hearts.