Walking closer to the window, I watch leaves, gold and orange, silently drop down, covering the ground like a mother coving her child from the chill of night.  Sap in trees begins to relax and settle into the ground as the leaves bed it down for a wintery sleep.

Roses, thankful for a reprieve from the sweltering southern heat, burst forth in a one last gift of blooms, and rejoicing color, before they too settle down for rest; like children who resists going to bed.  And the humming birds, which stayed long past their usual departure date, have finally gone to warmer places.

Vegetable, herb, and flower gardens are now released from my care to seed press the next generation of life, and stretch deeply their roots into the earth, warm and welcoming, in their wait for spring.

The Lord God gently rocks the angle of the earth and almost overnight the harsh summer is replaced by a cool fall.

Do your prayers sometimes seem like leaves, which fall silent on the ground without notice?

We want results so desperately in this fallen world that we forget that life is about seasons.  God wants you to have the desires of your heart, but have we become so focus on the desires of our heart that we have missed the joy?  Are we so focused on the future answered prayer, that we are missing the beauty that He has given us here and now, that gives us a reprieve from the sweltering heat of this broken world?

Sometimes we know that God has given us a vision of what to pray about, that can only happen by His Holy Spirit.  But seeing the results is like waiting for a seed planted in the fall to arise in the spring.  It just takes time for the fullness of God’s mercy to be seen by human eyes. 

Let’s be like the rose, and rejoice in the beauty of this season, then settle down in the arms of Christ, and allow our winter’s rest to produce new life in us, that only Lord’s spring wakeup call can reveal.


There is a time for everything,

and a season for every activity under heaven:

a time to be born and a time to die,

a time to plant and a time to uproot,

a time to kill and a time to heal,

a time to tear down and a time to build,

a time to weep and a time to laugh,

a time to mourn and a time to dance,

a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,

a time to embrace and a time to refrain,

a time to search and a time to give up,

a time to keep and a time to throw away,

a time to tear and a time to mend,

a time to be silent and a time to speak,

a time to love and a time to hate,

a time for war and a time for peace. (Ecclesiastes 3:1-8 NIV)

Linking with  On your heart Tuesday, Scribing the Journey, Women Living Well, Getting down with Jesus, Walk with Him Wednesday


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Diane W. Bailey is the founder of The Consilium – an online community of wisdom and purpose for women over 45 years of age. She is a published author. Her books include String of Pearls – From Tears to Treasure, and 30 Days To A Better Stepfamily. She creates her own line of precious metals bracelets. Diane lives in the Deep South with her husband Doc. Together they have created a stepfamily, each having two stepchildren and two birth children, and share three grandchildren, one black lab named Charlie and one long haired tabby cat named Lil Girl. Diane’s passion is to encourage women to be all God has created them to be by pressing past fear and daring to live life as an adventure. Some of her life adventures include traveling to Israel, speaking, entrepreneurship and backyard farming with Doc. She loves Gumbo, fried shrimp and seeing all sunsets across water.

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