Winter, spring, summer, and fall are God’s seasons. For me, winter is my least favorite. It’s cold, sometimes it snows so much you can’t get out, and that heating bill certainly goes up. But isn’t it great to look at a snow covered pine tree, watch the animals dig in the snow to try and find food, and watching the kids and grandkids play in the freshly fallen snow? And who doesn’t like a fresh batch of snow ice cream? And what’s not to like about the spring time? The flowers come back, the grass starts growing (not my favorite part), and new life begins. For my family, summer is great. You have the warm weather, the pool opens up, Nellie goes on summer break, and of course we get excited about our yearly vacation to the beach. And what hunter doesn’t look forward to the fall? I have to admit, fall is one of my favorite times of the year. I can go into the woods, climb into a tree stand, and just sit back and admire God’s beauty in the changing leaves, the squirrels, the turkey, the deer. It’s amazing the beauty that God has created in the fall.
There’s just something about those leaves of red, orange, yellow, and burgundy that fall from the trees. Every year as I sit in the woods I feel as if I have noticed them for the very first time. I like taking a ride and watching people setting out pumpkins in the yard with hay bales and planting mums in the yard. As I get older I appreciate God’s world just a little more? The Bible says, “This is the day that the Lord hath made, and I will rejoice in it.”
Each day He has given me beauty to enjoy, so I think I should sit back and take in this glorious creation. God is the best artist in the world. He is the only one that can create such different themes. We see many artists that try to capture the seasons on their canvases by painting what they see around them, and they do a wonderful job. But, neither picture nor paint could ever replace the real thing splashed across the sky and spilled over the earth like God does it.
When people say there is no God, I just want to tell them to take a look around, and tell me anyone who could duplicate this. What do they see all around them? They certainly don’t see the blue skies that fade into light pink in the evening. Their eyes must not capture the flowers that no paint on any artist’s palate could attempt to match. There is no possible way that they can recreate the colors of the changing leaves.
Psalm 147:4, 8, and 16-18 says, “He determines the number of the stars and calls them each by name… He covers the sky with clouds; He supplies the earth with rain and makes grass grow on the hills. He spreads the snow like wool and scatters the frost like ashes… He hurls down His hail like pebbles. Who can withstand His icy blast? He sends His word and melts them; He stirs up His breezes, and the waters flow…”
“No God,” they say? It’s just that they don’t know the artist behind the seasons. Instead of always looking forward to the summer and springtime, make sure that you enjoy the artist’s masterpiece this fall, and for the rest of your life.