There is something about Fall that gives me a sense of fresh starts and new beginnings. Maybe it's the crisp fresh air that fills my lungs or the falling of dead leaves promising to replace what was lost with fresh spring buds.
Perhaps it's as simple as the Autumn colors that surround me. Whatever the reason may be, it reminds me to be thankful for the harvest of blessings God has provided.
In a world of suffering, its those little blessings we need to hold on to and cherish the good things we are given.