The leaves are starting to change in my neighborhood.
It has been fun to watch some change and others stay green. Maybe the unusually warm days combined with typical cool fall nights are causing different reactions for each leaf.
As I look at the leaves transition, I remember that our days are short, just like the seasons:
Lord, remind me how brief my time on earth will be.
Remind me that my days are numbered—
how fleeting my life is.
You have made my life no longer than the width of my hand.
My entire lifetime is just a moment to you;
at best, each of us is but a breath.
Each week has seven days. And we all have limited energy – some more than others. Maybe you’re at a time of life where you are ready for a big change. Or maybe you are limited by the constraints you feel – and just getting to the end of your workday is a big challenge.
Whether large or small, let’s consider ways we can positively impact the lives of people around us, through our thoughts, words or deeds.
Just one encouraging word may make a big difference to someone today.
Paul Merrill writes here every First Friday.
300 words a day 