Here in Britain it is hot. Everyone had been longing for some sunshine after several wet Summers. But a week into the lovely weather people began moaning and wanting rain. Such ingratitude. There are plenty of ways to keep cool. So I want to buck the trend and say a GREAT BIG THANK YOU to the loving heavenly Father who provides everything good for us. It's not God's fault if we haven't the sense to take shelter. If you have a shower you can cool down there. I've just taken a shower and washed my hair and am sitting by an open window and eating frozen raspberries. It's a glorious summer and I want to celebrate it. I feel a poem coming on.
After winter's mist and fog and rain
At last we have summer sun
To ripen the grain.
From sun-baked hill
I see the scene below
Green and gold
Everything aglow.
Why are we mortals so contrary
We ask for sun
And then become all wary.
We cannot take this heat.
In Britain we are in retreat.
We have such strange and changeable weather
You can always knock us down with a feather
We are never prepared
Always running scared.
But I wanted to welcome this lovely time
And see it celebrated in rhyme.
Every time I take a few days off from my blog my ratings slump. Very rarely do people go back into my old posts and read again. This is a typical attitude of the human heart, always wanting something different. At this time of year we should not be greedily wondering want new thing we will be getting for Christmas. Instead we should be looking at the old, old story, which is ever new of a baby who amazingly was God incarnate, God's gift to those who will put there trust in this one who was to grow up to give His life for His people. Set aside the controversy over whether December 25th is the actual date of His birth.(Shepherds do not keep their sheep out at night in Israel in December.) and set aside time to think about the fact that He did come and ponder if He came to set you free and if your answer is ,"Yes," He will make you free indeed.
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