Even during this unpredictable year, the month of October still has a fascinating way about her. A crispness in the air. A fresh start. A much-anticipated change in weather, routine and outlook.
The arrival of autumn brings a welcome drop in humidity. The annoying bugs of summer slowly retreat to wherever they came from. Fall foliage creates its own brilliant display of slow-motion fireworks with a reminder to look up, take a deep breath, and start something new.
In the early morning fog, it’s like a whispering hope. Soft and gentle at first, but growing stronger each day.
Which reminds me of one of my favorite hymns. In my mind, the lyrics come to me in the clear, alto voice of my grandmother as she fussed about in the kitchen.
Whispering Hope –
Soft as the voice of an angel,
Breathing a lesson unheard.
Hope with a gentle persuasion,
Whispers her comforting word.
Then when the night is upon us,
Why should the heart sink away?
When the dark midnight is over,
Watch for the breaking of day.
Whispering hope,Hymn written by Septimus Winner, 1868
O how welcome thy voice,
Making my heart in it’s sorrow rejoice.
I pray we find much-needed signs of hope during this glorious month of October.
Ephesians 1:18 – May the eyes of your heart be enlightened in order that you may know the hope to which he has called you (NIV).
In this trying year of 2020, may the eyes of our hearts be enlightened.