The Sentinels of Autumn

It’s December, but this frosty morning in Upstate New York reminds me that it is still autumn and if you look close you can see life. Our days have been unseasonably warm, and so far nothing white has stuck to the ground. The snow shovels stand in the shed, not by the front door.


Late morning the fog will lift when the sun burns it away, but now I see the sentinels of fall standing still in the fields, and along side the road. Those straight, golden grasses fall easily to the ground, and it looks as though deer lay there. But the seed pods stand closed and dead, but death has a beauty in itself. This death is a promise for life in spring.





The strong oak leaves will hang on until winter is over…shriveled and curled.

Leaves from our young pear tree


If you look close enough, you will see life…and hoar frost.





Finally at 10:30 am the sun is burning fog away and colors change. The mist rises and the white frost changes to shine and shimmer, and then evaporates. The oaks are rich and brilliant. In new warmth, the birds fly between feeders with more vigor.

Life…there is always life.


This weekend we will cut a fresh pine and decorate it before our big window. Once our tree is in the stand, we will hang the lights.


There is nothing more important than light.


Darkness looks to crowd us, make us fear, and make us afraid to trust. The darkness, the evil seems to be our end, but it is not.


In the beginning God separated light from darkness and now…

Christ came…to be light to the world where darkness dwells.


Christmas is the story…it is History and it’s all that matters.

It’s love that matters.

It is the framework for mankind. Ancient? Compared to what? Eternity?


That divine spark is calling you, longs for you, and won’t let go.

May you be blessed and know the love from the True and Holy One.


“In the beginning the WORD already existed. He was with God, and he was God. He was in the beginning with God. He created everything there is. Nothing exists that he didn’t make. Life itself was in him, and this life gives light to everyone. The light shines through the darkness, and the darkness can never extinguish it.”

John 1:1-5 NLT


Being Mindful of God

When I was a kid I used to love to ride in the car looking out the window. When the bright sun would shine in, I would shut my eyes and feel the sun changing as we drove by trees or mountains—bright, dark, and bright.

I still love it.

I love to walk through the dead leaves and hear the crunch, crunch under my feet. Leaf color gone, but other senses take part—I am hearing autumn.


Leaves curl and fall. The wind pulls them away and they glide like spaceships on a journey to another world. What if I was the size of Thumbelina and could ride on one as if it were a magic carpet?

What if I was the size of a chipmunk and could scurry down the dark hole into the ground? No, I think I’d rather be a squirrel in a hole in a tree. Give me a place to see the light…let chipmunks and moles have the underground.

This year I’m amazed that once dull trees, suddenly came to a peak and startled me with their brightness. Then gray clouds came with winds cool and crisp.


Then geese gather and fly…and honk.


Horses will grow their thick furs and be fuzzy and fat all over. Later when the hard chill is on, they will stand stock-still to keep in their warmth.


The hardy birds will come to my feeders and sing cheerfully all winter.

These are things I enjoy that never get old. Our dear, “Mother Nature” people fondly call it, is in reality, altogether Creator-God.

We hear much about being mindful these days. You can search Google and find all sorts of Mindful coaches. Being present in the moment, in the now, not the past or the future is good advice. But what are they really all about; does their teaching bring us closer to God or away from Him?


One Creator, One God of the Universe is who and what we are to be mindful of. He the One who planned us before time began, and is still very current in our everyday lives. Do we know him and do we seek him out?

Are we mindful of God in our ever wakeful moments?

I love to review the words of the Psalmist…

“O LORD, you have searched me and you know me. You know when I sit and when I rise; you perceive my thoughts from afar. You discern my going out and my lying down; you are familiar with all my ways.
Before a word is on my tongue you know it completely, O LORD.

You hem me in—behind and before; you have laid your hand upon me. Such knowledge is too wonderful for me, to lofty for me to attain.”
Psalm 139:1-6


“The heavens praise your wonders, O LORD, your faithfulness too, in the assembly of the holy ones. For who in the skies above can compare with the LORD? Who is like the LORD among the heavenly beings? In the council of the holy ones God is greatly feared; he is more awesome than all who surround him. O LORD God Almighty, who is like you? You are mighty, O LORD, and your faithfulness surrounds you.”
Psalm 89: 5-8