Watching the leaves fall from the trees through my kitchen window I pause reflecting on where time is going. Time seems to be spinning so fast in a cycle of furry that I am often left feeling as if I just stepped out of the spin cycle. Everywhere I look things are changing; and sometimes, it’s just hard to maintain my balance. Inside and outside I have the feeling of being overwhelmed by it all as I try to keep it all sorted and under control. I want so much to hold on to the moments and as hard as I try to hold on they slip right through my fingers fading into the past. Tomorrow becomes today much faster than I am ready to accept. I turn around and yesterday is only a fleeting memory that I am becoming increasingly unable to remember. Moments of time turn to black and white images of faded uncertainty. Where has the color gone . . . standing still I begin to listen . . . the waves of tumult surrounding me, and then in the quiet I hear it . . . that still, small voice that speaks to my heart bringing a peace as it breathes a renewed sense of well being into my heart. As I stand in the stillness, I can feel God all around me, holding me, balancing me and bringing my world back into full “Color”.
“The Lord is my strength and my shield, my heart trusted in him, and I am helped: therefore my heart greatly rejoiceth; and with my song will I praise him.” Psalms 28:7
Within me there is no balance, there is no calm; only in Him will I find the ability withstand the forces of life that encompass me and threaten to overwhelm me. In Him alone will I find the beauty that surrounds me and visually experience the color of it all. So as the colors change around me I have to look to Him for strength and trust that He is directing my life each moment to bring me to exactly where I was meant to be.