Fall seems to be upon us. It is only early September, but you can feel the crispness to the air and the feeling that the autumnal equinox is upon us. While I love summer and swimming and shorts and tank tops, I always end up looking forward to fall every year. Kids go back to school, excitement for what classes they have. Marching band is on our schedules this year at the Frye house, and i couldn't be more excited for Cameron. I think we may have finally found his passion. Music. Which happened to also be mine and Shane's passions as well in high school. Even now we love music so much. It is just a part of our lives. We are always singing, or playing an instrument. Love music.
Fall brings thankfulness at Thanksgiving time. This year, since I am finally rooted into my own home, I can decorate for seasons. I enjoy changing colors and getting the pumpkins and the fall leaves and all things fall out to decorate with. It has been many years since I have been able to do this.
Leaves fall onto the ground, fireplaces crackle, outside weiner roasts start. It's the time of year that people get settled in for the winter. Hats and coats come out of the closet, dust shaken off of the pants and sweatshirts. Flip flops are traded in for sneakers or boots. It's a transitional time.
My thoughts come back to my own life. Fall is transitional, and what transition will I be making this fall? It has been a year since we left our old church (the second time) and moved on to College Park. Will there be another transition this fall? Or will we stay where it is comfy and quiet and let God just wash over us while we are just being? There are so many times I feel the nudge to move to a smaller church and get involved again, but am scared. I am afraid to put myself out there and go through that all over again. It takes a lot to put myself out there in front of the world. Am I ready yet? Or should I just sit back and enjoy the music at College Park? The sermons are wonderful. I can be anonymous there. I am not Kristian the singer, or Kristian the piano player, or Kristian the children's ministry teacher, or Kristian the youth group helper. I can just be Kristian. I kind of like it that way for now.
maybe the transition this fall will be that I enjoy the quiet and just sit back and relax and not worry about it. Just love God and what He has in store for us and just let it go. He will take us where He wants us in time. maybe this fall, maybe not. Doesn't matter, all I know is that He is the only one that knows when that transition will happen and I am okay with that.
"Lord, love us. Heal us. Keep washing over us with your holy spirit. I am looking up and closing my eyes and worshiping you. Flood my heart with your neverending love and forgiveness." Amen
