I want to soak in sun, thirsty skin drinking every ray before we move further from the source and days become longer, darker, damper, colder.
Last week today, I woke up ready to welcome in fall, ready to swell, full with new life, pull both feet out of summer and step into the newness of autumn, growing fuller, wider by the week.
But, with the dream of that fullness, wideness faded, instead, I grow deeper.
I grow roots deeper in His promise, into the soil of Truth and Life.
I grow deeper in love with the Creator of the souls I love so much.
I grow deeper into communion with the Healer, the Restorer.
I grow. Not how I expected, but nonetheless, I grow
and I step into autumn, with both feet, embrace what the newness of this dawn brings
and what is yet to come.