Are You Ready for Fall? (standard:humor, 903 words)
Author: Godspenman	Added: Sep 12 2021	Views/Reads: 1097/746	Story vote: 0.00 (0 votes)
Right now, I’m in the season where God can bless me. I don’t know what the next season holds for me but I do have faith in God to fully prepare me for the upcoming change.

With such a tumultuous summer, I'm glad we are now beginning the fall
season. There for a while, I didn't think it was going to come. But, 
contrary to my negativity, it has arrived, and I'm delighted. 

Summer wasn't quite the way summers have been in the past. My family
didn't have many get-togethers and picnics like we normally do. 
However, we did have one, and that had to do for the summer. I'm hoping 
next summer we can catch up. 

I remember when I was young, summer was a wonderful time. But, of
course, maybe my memories are more wonderful than it actually was. At 
my age, you can't always depend upon your memory. But then, it goes the 
other way as well. 

I am so old that nobody can contradict any memories I might have. So I
won't say that I lie, but I do have a way of stretching the truth, just 
a little. And by just a little, I mean just enough to make it look 
better than what it actually was. 

Of course, the best thing about my summers was no school. I was free all
summer long to do what I really wanted to do. At the time, both of my 
parents worked full-time jobs, and I had the rule of my time. 

As I look forward to the fall season, I'm trusting there will be some
great times to celebrate. This generation seems to be the celebrating 
generation, but often it celebrates the wrong things. Some of the 
things that are celebrated make no sense whatsoever to me. 

For example, I've grown tired of celebrating my birthday every year.
After a while, it's kind of mundane. How often can you listen to 
someone sing happy birthday to you? 

Seasons have ways of coming and going, and by the time you get adjusted
to one season, it's over, and the next one is just beginning. 

During the past summer, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage said
several times, “When will this heat ever go away?” 

I would always laugh and say to her, “When it is ready to go.” 

She did not send a smile back at that time, but I still was smiling. 

Every season has its individual characteristics, and sometimes we
confuse them. For example, we have the imaginary expectation of perfect 
weather every day regardless of the season. But, to be truthful, I'm 
not sure what perfect weather is. 

As we were getting closer to the fall season, the rain just came without
a hint of letting up. 

“When,” my wife said, “will this rain ever stop?” 

As soon as she said that, she looked at me and said, “That was not a
question for you to answer.” 

I laughed because I had an answer right on the tip of my tongue. 

Contrary to what people think, I do like change. The idea is that when
you get older, you don't like change, but I would like to contradict 
that. 

I look forward to change. 

Of course, the biggest change I like is the change in my pocket. But the
other change is that I don't like to get into a rut. I don't like my 
wheels spinning and spinning and going nowhere. 

I like to enjoy one season, because it always prepares me for the next
season. 

Of course, the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage is entirely against
that. She would prefer that the season be the same all year long. But I 
like change. 

I like to enjoy one season, and then I want to prepare myself for the


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