I love a rousing hello when I knock on a friend’s door and she calls out, “Come on in!” as if I’m the new best part of her day.
Or if I’m meeting someone for lunch and as I look around I hear, “Joy! We’re over here!” (this one is often partnered with a friendly wave)
And then there are those gentle hellos. . .”
. . .like when Jon calls and says in his gentle way, “Hi, Sweetheart.” That melts my heart every time.
. . .or when Grandma Joy would embrace me in a Topaz (by Avon) and Cornsilk powder scented hug and whisper, “Hello, Child.”
. . .or when Grandma Pater said, “Hello, my honeybunch!”
And today. . .there is the gentle hello of fall.
Where there’s a bit of gold tucked into the still mostly green in one spot. . .
. . .and another. . .
And over there some orange. . .
. . .and over there some red. . .
. . .and over there a little bit of both.
And oh the browns.
The ones that hold a double promise – with seeds that will feed the squirrels and birds and just might one day become a tree of their own.
Or the ones that have their own golden-brown radiance as they hang on because it isn’t their time to be done.
And then there are the ones that go from green to gold, red, and orange before gently twirling into brown. . .
Soon, the crispy season’s robust in the colors that will nearly shout summer’s end as they join the chorus heard in the cooler air as it whistles around the house and through the branches, the crunch of fallen leaves beneath my feet, and the call of the migrating Giant Canada Geese.
I love it all, but for today, fall’s hello is gentle and its embrace feels kind. And who doesn’t need a little kindness now and then? I want to wear kindness like the Bible says. To put it on – not so you all will see me. . .but so you will see God who is kindest one of all.
“Therefore, as God’s chosen people, holy and dearly loved, clothe yourselves with compassion, kindness, humility, gentleness and patience.” Colossians 3:12 (NIV)
Until Next Time,