We use the word dream with different meanings. We can mean dreams while we sleep, daydreaming, or we can dream as when we long for something desirable, a vision of the way we would like things to be.
Having several grandchildren has provided opportunities to collect impressions and stories about their growth and development. This time of year, as families make plans to gather for holidays, we often remark about how everyone has grown over the past twelve months.
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Not far from here, there is a cemetery with a gentle slope ascending to a prominent hill. From the crest of the hill, a beautiful vista opens across the horizon from the northwest to the northeast. There are ponds, a distant church spire, and forests as far as one can see. It is a glorious view, and one can’t help but feel called to pray.
Sitting on the porch recently, resting in the feeling of early fall, I marveled at the colors of the leaves. I noticed the faint chimes of a distant church playing the melody to Amazing Grace. The color of fall accompanied by a song of grace brought to mind the blessing and goodness of creation.
It is the season of Autumn for us here. Soon the surrounding oak trees will drop their abundant foliage providing the annual challenge of gathering leaves for compost.
I recall when I was twelve or thirteen, my parents gave me a marvelous gift, a radio that received short wave broadcasts in addition to local stations. I was able to listen to programming originating at great distances from our part of the world. I was delighted.