Selah

I tend to get reflective in the Autumn. It's the small things that seem to matter most in life. The memories of quiet times, happy times, moments of laughter and of good company. A smell perhaps or a sound. Even mistakes made that can be laughed about later. How often is it the grand schemes and plans that matter the most in the end? We get so caught up in planning our lives that we pass by or forget what truly matters. It helps to remember, "Be still and know that I am God" (Psalm 46:10). Simply reflecting on God's goodness and grace and blessing should be enough to quiet us.