Bleak to breathtaking: A memory of fall

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Occasionally I take a nap in my car on my lunch break.

I do it on days I can barely keep my eyes open, so by the time I get to my car, it doesn’t take much effort to lean back and doze off. But one day not long ago, nestled in the driver’s seat, I could not close my eyes.

It had been a dreary morning—foggy, wet and gray—but hours later, with rays of sunlight streaming through the trees and into my windshield, I didn’t want to miss it.

For a moment, everything was quiet and I took it in: the sun, piercing and still; the baby blue sky, cloudless and smooth; the tri-colored leaves interrupting them both—deep red, rich gold and bright orange. A light breeze brought in the smell of fall where I’d left my windows cracked.

I never did get that nap in.

The alarm on my phone went off way too soon, reminding me to get back to work, but even now, a few months later, that simple, spectacular moment has stuck with me like it was two hours ago.

Sometimes life surprises us. Sometimes what starts out bleak, what seems routine and ordinary, what we’re sure holds no promise, can renew our hope, become extraordinary and exceed our expectations. Sometimes the most unassuming times and places in our lives can turn into our greatest moments.

Even in a parking lot.

You never know when a dreary morning can turn into a nice day.

The steadfast love of the Lord never ceases; his mercies never come to an end; they are new every morning; great is your faithfulness. —Lamentations 3:22-23

Do you remember a day like this, when it started out dull or depressing but turned out better than expected? What happened?

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One thought on “Bleak to breathtaking: A memory of fall

  1. So glad you have the quality of awareness, always taking time to appreciate God’s amazing handiwork in nature. That’s something few people do very much. Great blog!

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