Can you hear that?
It’s blessings on the wind.
In the rustling of the leaves; they shimmer crimson in fall sunlight.
Can you feel that?
It’s the sweet, cool breath of the Holy One.
He whispers your name and calls in your dreams.
He’s moving in a mighty and powerful way.
The blessings…they’re there. Just around the next bend, from high up they descend gaining speed and land at precisely the right moment. His moment.
If we only believe.
“The Lord will open the heavens, the storehouse of his bounty, to send rain on your land in season and to bless all the work of your hands. You will lend to many nations but will borrow from none. The Lord will make you the head, not the tail. If you pay attention to the commands of the Lord your God that I give you this day and carefully follow them, you will always be at the top, never at the bottom. Do not turn aside from any of the commands I give you today, to the right or to the left, following other gods and serving them…”