It has been an absolutely beautiful fall day. The temperature started about mid-40's and made it to mid-70's. The sky was blue with wisps of white clouds, the sun was bright but lower in the sky than summer and there are still leaves shining with their last glorious gasps of color. In Sunday school this morning, I shared my memory of years ago when we first moved to Chattanooga - Nathan was in first grade, and we lived in some apartments over on Mountain Creek Road. We were walking on the track at the old Red Bank Elementary school (it had a playground for Nathan to play on that we could see while we walked). It was in the fall -- cool, brisk, but still sunny. There were some older homes to the side of the school and track. Being an established residential area, there were many full grown trees. Many of the trees had lost all their leaves, but in particular one huge tree had lost its bright yellow leaves -- they completely covered the yard and the road in front of a home. An older lady, completely white haired, was in the road, kicking and playing in the leaves. It is one of our most precious shared memories as a couple. It is also a "defining" moment in my life: I want to be that little old lady; not letting age or the coming winter keep her from finding joy in the simple things of this beautiful God given world.
So with that memory freshly renewed and the thoughts of how we are to continually praise God, I knew I needed to get outside and really savor this glorious day. So I did.
