What
a beautiful time of the year this is!!! I love fall – my favorite
season out of the year. I love the smells, the colors, the crisp air, the
crunchy leaves… although right
now the leaves are more soggy than crunchy… My senses just seem more alive during
fall.
Tim and I decided we would combine a
color tour and a visit with our 2 kids at school in Louisville this weekend. So
Saturday morning we packed our overnight bag and a picnic lunch in the car and
off we went.
Our first stop was the Covered
Bridge festival. I have heard of this event ever since we first moved to Indiana
almost 20 years ago but had never been. Oh my – all the people!! Wall to wall
people! But that was actually more in the little towns that had all the tents
of crafts and food. The roads to see all the covered bridges weren’t quite so bad.
I felt sorry for Tim, though,
because I kept telling him to “stop – pull over so I can get this picture.” Of course the
pictures won’t capture the
incredible display of color and majesty – but will remind us of all the beauty we
did see!
We drove down to Louisville and had
a wonderful time with Andrew and Carissa. We got to see where they both work
and meet some of their friends. We also went to church with them. (Another
reason for this weekend visit was that we were able to attend and rejoice in
the baptism of our friends, Paul and Geri’s, son.)
The pastor spoke from Matthew 20 - the
parable of the land owner who hired men to work his field. This is actually the
same parable our small group had studied last year – the very one
that whacked me over the head regarding the grace of God and what I don’t deserve but
have been so generously given! (I wrote about that in a blog in March called
the Ping Pong Effect.)
I guess God thought I wasn’t done with this parable and its’ application. I
walked away from this sermon with some more things to think about. When I boil
it all down – this is what I
am being prompted to do:
Be grateful
Serve faithfully
Be amazed at God’s amazing
generosity
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