This morning felt as if Fall had arrived. I woke up to a cool 53 degrees, walked outside with the dog, and just felt the small nippy bite in the air. Fall is a beautiful time except for one thing. It brings cool weather, the harbinger of the coming freeze.
I hate being cold. I’ll take a drenching sweat over a small shiver any day. So, when Fall comes, I always face it with a mixture of joy for the beauty, and dread for the cold.
The cold is not all bad though. It does make a fire feel good. In the Summer, when things are warm and relaxed, a fire just feels too hot. But when the cold weather comes, a fire feels awesome. So for me, the best part of the cold is how it makes the warmth so welcome. I like to step up close to the fire and feel the warmth on my face while I watch the beauty of the flames. When Winter approaches, it is comforting to know that the harsh cold wind of life can make the warming fire of God feel wonderful.