The Spider’s Web
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?—Matthew 6:26 (NIV)
The grass withereth, the flower fadeth: but the word of our God shall stand forever.—Isaiah 40:8 (KJV)
As the leaves turn into a magnificent display of brilliant hues, which slowly drift downward leaving behind beautiful silhouettes of bare trees, we are reminded that life is finite—and that all living things at one time or another will wither and fade. It is our faith in an infinite God who promises life without end that helps us to see the autumns of life not as endings, but as beginnings.
Heavenly Father, help me to see the autumns of life with hope, knowing that every ending is the start of something new.
Look at the birds of the air; they do not sow or reap or store away in barns, and yet your heavenly Father feeds them. Are you not much more valuable than they?—Matthew 6:26 (NIV)
Whatever you do, work at it with all your heart, as working for the Lord, not for human masters.—Colossians 3:23 (NIV)
There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens.—Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NIV)