Friday, September 30, 2005
To every thing there is a season
I've said it before and I'll say it again: one of my favourite experiences to have is to be walking to or from somewhere and think: the season is changing! As I stepped out of school this afternoon the sun was casting down its rays upon Myohoji giving a deep golden tint to everything it touched. It is the late summer sun, large and warm, though not hot. The custodial staff at school are clearing many of the flower pots from the gardens and the smell of dying leaves is tinging the air, which is itself already just a bit crisper. I think back to last Thanksgiving, a weekend that saw many of us head to the haven called Gilmore... I think back to countless years of Thanksgiving walks through Presqu'ille or the Frink centre with my family.... I am happy that I am in a country where I can still experience this change in nature. It is a gentle and yet needed reminder that time is indeed passing and God's faithfulness remains.