2017 was my first fall living in South Carolina. I waited and waited for the leaves to change colors. At last I asked a friend and was told the colors don't change here.
This year I was focused on Hurricanes Florence and Michael during September. A few days ago, I began to look for signs of autumn in South Carolina.
Here are a few of my findings.
The third chapter of Ecclesiastes says:
There is a time for everything,
and a season for every activity under the heavens:
2 a time to be born and a time to die,
a time to plant and a time to uproot,
3 a time to kill and a time to heal,
a time to tear down and a time to build,
4 a time to weep and a time to laugh,
a time to mourn and a time to dance,
5 a time to scatter stones and a time to gather them,
a time to embrace and a time to refrain from embracing,
6 a time to search and a time to give up,
a time to keep and a time to throw away,
7 a time to tear and a time to mend,
a time to be silent and a time to speak,
8 a time to love and a time to hate,
a time for war and a time for peace.
I'd like to encourage us all to remember there is a season for everything. As we see the changes this fall, let's focus on love.
If somebody is unkind, let's love them anyway. If we see somebody in pain or mourning let's show them love.
Whatever happens in the days ahead, let's love anyway.
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