Sunday, September 15, 2024

Sunday, September 15, 2024

The seasons turn; we stand on the precipice between summer and autumn. Leaves also turn, as ancestor trees remember the chill that has returned in the night air and daytime breezes. They prepare by drawing inward and letting their foliage fall. You remind us again of your statutes and decrees, encouraging us to keep them with us as we prepare to cross the threshold into autumn.