I'm just sitting here on my sofa this late evening, reflecting upon a dream I had a few years ago. In the dream, I saw a lake; I recognized the place--it was Fragrance Lake. I hiked there once with Kelly and the kids. The only way to get to Fragrance Lake is by hiking...or by dreaming. It was a tranquil autumn day in my dream; and golden leaves were dropping from the deciduous trees along the shore and landing on the water. The lake was dappled with golden leaves. A warm afternoon sun shone on the water, and an occasional breeze caused the leaves to float lazily about without a worry for where they went.
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Nothing else happened in my dream. I was just there.
I awoke at peace, and just lay there, pondering my dream.
A still, small voice inside of me said, "You've entered the autumn of your life, daughter."
That startled me a bit, but I kept listening.
"This is how I will make your autumn years."
Just of late, I'm noticing how full life is. Golden, ripe, and sweet. My forties didn't seem that way, and my thirties, well they were just a blur of activity. But there's a richness in the fifties. And I'm learning how to float like leaves on the water, without a worry for where I am going.
The writer of Ecclesiastes says, "He hath made everything beautiful in his time." I'm thankful for the beauty of this time in my life.
I don't know why I'm sharing this with you tonight. It's 12:47 and I should be off to bed. But I hope that you will somehow be encouraged to enjoy this time of your life; and to know that every time of your life holds a promise of beauty, as you trust in God.
Good-night to you...and sweet dreams!