Fall brings its unique charm to the Bay Area. Gone are the leaf-burning, smoke-filled autumns of my Pennsylvania youth. Banished are the fantastic flaming displays of foliage of the Northeast. In their place comes the crisp brisk mornings around the San Francisco Bay and the luxuriously warm afternoons. Rain is hinted at from time to time, but usually showers are the only resulting precipitation. Snow is unheard of at this elevation!
What better month to have set aside as one of thanksgiving! And truly there is much for which to be thankful. God's direction and provision continue to amaze and impress me. He has glorified His name above all others in recent months; and by Thanksgiving Day, a new ministry will have begun - thanks to His provision. Health and safety have been provided in abundant measure over the past 12 months. Loved ones were protected while in harm's way; activities were "routine" instead of "casualty laden." Even in the Homegoing of loved ones (2 in our family since last November), God graciously provided grace, strength, peace, comfort, and above all HOPE that there is more to living than just this lifetime.
But, as we pause to reflect on the agrarian harvest holiday, what of our own harvesting efforts? Have we been faithful in our own corner of the field, laboring for the Master and being about His work? What sheaves have been borne out of our bearing the precious seed with tears to our own community? Yes, God gives the increase; but we are to be planting and watering.
God our Maker doth provide for our wants to be supplied!
Come ye thankful people, come! Raise the song of Harvest Home!
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