There is an observatory to the heavens at Mauna Kea, Hawaii, the big island. One can see out to the heavens and be amazed at the glories of the universe. I know that King David praised God’s love and in Psalm 89, stated that “.. the heavens praise your wonders, O Lord… For who in the skies above can compare with the Lord?”
I think about this autumn season and I marvel what God must see from above as He looks at the masterpieces He has created with the earth as his canvas - the oranges, yellows and red leaves as they sway on the mountainsides; or the brilliant fall canopy of majestic colors displayed throughout the hills. I hear the honking of the geese as they fly in perfect formation over the colored treetops and land on the open waters of the still blue lakes. I feel the draft of cooler air in the morning as the sun creeps across the horizon waiting to warm the day.
As September draws to a close and the yellow and orange leaves dance across my yard, I see the green of summer fading into the browns and earthy tones preparing for a season of rest. I cry out to the dying plants and tell them, “hang on just a little longer; another day” but my foolish thoughts are carried on the changing winds as fall is ushered in to a new season once again. I know that the quietness of winter will come and I will be content to wait patiently yet again in the hope of summer days.