“Break forth mountains, into song, forest, with all  your trees…” Isaiah 45:23

I’ve been writing this blog for several years now.  As we get deeper into autumn, I always look to the change of seasons.  Yet, I’m learning more than the colored leaves falling from the branches.  The other day I was sitting on the bench in front of the Jesus statue just off the parking lot. Nice time for a few moments to reflect at the end of a busy day.

I heard a noise. Something fell from the tree.  Then another “plunk” and something hit close by. Again, this time it bounced off me. Close to rapid fire for a few moments.  A squirrel hard at work dropping acorns from the Oak above my head.

Stopped back there just now, a few days after the barrage from the tree.  Found a lot of tops, but nothing more.  Seems they’ve been collecting the rest of the acorns for the winter.  Wondering if the squirrels and chipmunks are getting ready for a cold season ahead?

“Can any of you by worrying add a single moment to your life-span?* Matthew 6:27

Peace,

Deacon Tom