So much has changed in these mountains...
I can hardly believe it's already autumn and time to harvest rosehips again.
I like to infuse them in oil to use in creams and soaps.
I'm a little late gathering them this year,
as the rosehips are already starting to dry on the bushes.
The autumn is well under way here in the mountains...
Many of the river beds are drying...
And the leaves are changing colour and falling from the trees...
But late summer rains have kept the mountains richly green...
And as always, we are blessed with the most blue autumn skies.
I love the autumn months...
but they are always tinged with a little sadness for me...
as I anticipate the cold and barren months of winter soon to follow.
But I always remind myself, that as with all things in life...
we can't fully appreciate the good, until we have experienced the bad.
I recently heard a poem quoted by Corrie Ten Boom
which describes this so much better than I ever could
and I thought I would share it with you
"My life is but a weaving
Between my God and me
I cannot choose the colours
He weaveth steadily.
Oft' times He weaveth sorrow;
And I in foolish pride
Forget He sees the upper
And I the underside
Not 'til the loom is silent
And the shuttles cease to fly
Will God unroll the canvas
And reveal the reason why.
The dark threads are as needful
in the Weaver's skillful hand
As the threads of gold and silver
In the pattern He has planned.
He knows; He loves: He cares
Nothing this truth can dim
He gives the very best to those
Who leave the choice to Him."
So, if you're going through a dark, wintery period of your life...
And you're wondering where the abundance of spring and summer has gone
I hope you'll remember this poem.
And find peace in the promise...
That ALL things work together for good to them that love God.
In the end, He will make it all work out alright...
And one more beautiful tapestry will have been created..