Autumn in New England is...glorious. With each new brilliant color, each sunbeam streaming through the leaves, I am more convinced of God's great love for us. I have quieted my soul and taken in his presence.
And my kids have pretty much made peace with the fact that they have a crazy momma who may, at any moment, veer off to the side of the road to capture the splendor of a moment in time that will never come again. Creation...a love letter to us.
Be still, my soul: Thy God doth undertake