Lord, your creation is often quite surprising isn’t it?
I went out into the garden
And there they were,
In November:
These tiny purple berries,
Just like the little silver balls
We put on birthday cakes- but purple.
Sometimes when November comes
Misty, foggy and for some of us
Distinctly gloomy–
With days drawing ever shorter and
Nights longer–
We find ourselves
Withdrawing.
It takes an effort to go out into the dark,
It is cosier at home.
At those times we understand the worth of
Obedience to your call.
Abraham set out because you called him;
Do we set out when we would rather stay with the familiar?
We look out into the grey days-
Feeling grey and lacking energy;
And then the little purple berries
Catch our eye.
Purple in November!
Oh Gracious and most Loving God,
You long to brighten even gloomy days
With your smile of encouragement.
Forgive our lack of energy, our dampened spirits.
Set us free,
May our hearts dance,
Our lives blossom,
Indeed may we be like the purple berries
Bringing cheer and a happy smile
When November days are cheerless and cold.
Amen Hazel Parsons
Reading: Philippians 1:12-30
SthF 642. When I’m feeling down and sad
