It kind of snuck up on me. The deep greens of the bush beyond the town became yellow with the occasional tinge of red without me really noticing the change. With all the busyness of sorting and packing, I had to consciously stop to smell the crispness in the air and mentally process the arrival of Fall.

And here we are at Thanksgiving weekend.

The list is long of things to be thankful for. But this morning God's faithfulness rises to the surface of my mind along with this old hymn:

Great is Thy faithfulness, O God my Father;
There is no shadow of turning with Thee;
Thou changest not, Thy compassions, they fail not;
As Thou hast been, Thou forever will be.

Great is Thy faithfulness!
Great is Thy faithfulness!
Morning by morning new mercies I see.
All I have needed Thy hand hath provided;
Great is Thy faithfulness, Lord, unto me!

Summer and winter and springtime and harvest,
Sun, moon and stars in their courses above
Join with all nature in manifold witness
To Thy great faithfulness, mercy and love.

Pardon for sin and a peace that endureth
Thine own dear presence to cheer and to guide;
Strength for today and bright hope for tomorrow,
Blessings all mine, with ten thousand beside!

What more is there to ask—or be grateful for?

The changing of the seasons is a constant reminder that God is faithful. The full text of Genesis 8:22 arises out of a promise made to Noah when he, his family, and the animals preserved in the ark were released after the flood. It goes like this:

"As long as the earth endures, seedtime and harvest, cold and heat, summer and winter, day and night will never cease."

Because God is faithful.

Stop sometime during this weekend and be thankful for that.


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