A Poem and a Prayer
Fall, leaves, fall
By Emily Brontë
Fall, leaves, fall; die, flowers, away;
Lengthen night and shorten day;
Every leaf speaks bliss to me
Fluttering from the autumn tree.
I shall smile when wreaths of snow
Blossom where the rose should grow;
I shall sing when night’s decay
Ushers in a drearier day.
Dear God, as we enter a new season, help us be ever mindful of Your presence throughout our days. As we gather with friends and loved ones over the coming months, help us remain mindful of those missing loved ones, and of those who may need a call, a visit, a hug. Guide us each day to be your hands and your feet in big and small ways to all those within our community. We thank you for the many blessings in our lives, and we ask that, as you bless us, you lead us to bless others. In Jesus’ name we pray, Amen.
May you feel God’s blessings today and always.
Love in Christ, Pastor Eliecia
