October is filled with good things. Red, gold, yellow, and orange leaves. Pumpkins. The moon. Breezy days. And for me, birthdays of people I treasure. There’s my mama, whose birthday was October 3. My grandfather-in-law’s birthday was October 4. My son, October 5. My granddaughter, October 9. My brother-in-law, October 28. My great niece, October 28. Have I missed anyone?

My son is getting older, but I clearly remember the day he was born. It was early evening. I still can see those inquisitive eyes looking at me as if to say, “That’s what you look like. I’ve been hearing your voice for some time now.” I’ve been told that newborns can’t see like we see at birth, but I like to think he was checking me out right after he was born. My granddaughter, Sarah, had the same intent look that her daddy had when I met her at one day old.

I couldn’t sleep this early morning and got up instead of rolling around in bed. I’m glad I did, for I would have missed the beautiful moon. It isn’t quite full, but will be in two days. The moon reminded me of  how quickly time flies by. It seems like I just gazed at the nearly full moon a few days ago, yet it was a month ago.

Moon in the wee morning hour.

I’m reminded of the brevity of life:

Man is like a breath,

his days are like a fleeting

shadow. Psalm 144:

You’re nothing but a wisp of fog, catching a brief bit of sun before disappearing. James 4:14

I could say more, but I think those words say it best. We are but a wisp of fog, just like this photo I captured on a walk one morning.

I see the sun beginning to pink the sky. I’m going to enjoy it–and thank God for life itself.

My husband, Jim and I work with those who grieve the loss of a loved one. We point them to the One who comforts us and binds up our wounds. To the One who gives eternal life to those who believe in Him. We point them to the hope we have.

….dying and yet we live on….2 Corinthians 6:9.

Here comes the sun…..