---- — As I write, so do I remem-ber. But today we stay in the close present, where winter is starting to stick its head into the patterns of life.
Soon it will be cold. Snow and ice will make their way through those days and nights in which old retirees like me spend their hours inside, out of the harshness of weather that we, through the old years, worked all day and nights in.
No more for this old man. I try to enjoy what time I have left checking out what is outside and that warm air inside.
The other day, I went out to the garden area where my summers and spring are spent. I took a good look at the things God gives us during this time of year.
If you would take the time to just go outside and take a good look, you would see the Creator’s zest for what we call weeds. Really, they are plants that have all those pretty colors and designs that only He could make. What we look at, and come spring we till over, are all the pretty colors.
Even the clouds are pretty in their design. Put them with the air that is being cleaned by the cold rushing through the meadows, and you see He is always busy giving us things we don’t realize are there.
Fall is a beautiful time of the year. If you go outside when night has taken over, the stars in the sky will give you a feeling of how He wanted things to look. When winter takes over, we see the snow covering those pretty things, and we know while the growing has stopped above ground, it continues under ground.
When spring comes, you start to see the transformation of those pretty things above ground. The sun warms them and makes them grow stronger each day, until we start turning the soil over so that our planting season can start and there soon will be food for all.
That is what I see when I see the turning of the seasons. God working overtime to give life to as many things as He can. Sometimes I wonder if mowing the grass is such a good idea, but maybe He expects us to groom the things he grows. Anyway I look at it, I only see beauty that is given to us, whether we want it or not.
So right now, I am going to enjoy what I see, regardless of the harshness of it. Being retired, I am able to stand on the inside looking out. But come spring, this old man, God willing, will be out there starting to prepare the garden. As the season goes on, I will enjoy the fruits of my labor. But first I have to try and hang on to every day until that time.
So every night as I go to bed, I ask for at least one more day. Enough askings and soon it will be spring, and then I know He will let me get it done.
Life as I know it is like that. You get what you sow. So I will go on with my resting time that the good Lord gives me each day. If he sees fit, come spring, I will be looking for those beams of sunlight coming across that worn out patch of land I have worked all these many years.
Good Lord willing, I will visit with you next week over a hot cup of coffee. Remember there is a reason for the seasons, and we accept what we get each day.
Ray “Uncle Ray” Day is a weekly contributor to the Kokomo Tribune. Contact him at firstname.lastname@example.org.