We are now halfway through Autumn, and storm Ashley with it’s torrential rain and wind gusts of up to 85mph has thankfully passed by, with perhaps less damage than anticipated. Certainly there was travel disruption on the roads, railways, and ferries around the Scottish coast, and also some flooding and electricity supply problems in some communities. Thankfully here in Glasgow we seemed to have missed the worst of the storm.
Today the weather is blustery with sunny intervals, and it was good this morning to walk around the local golf course, although everything was very wet underfoot. There was not a golfer to be seen.
The local park too, now has on its Autumn colours and we have enjoyed our usual walks, sometimes between the rain showers. So here are some photos of Autumn in Roukenglen Park.
Work in the garden is changing, for as Solomon of old said, there is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under the heavens: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to uproot. So it’s uprooting time in my garden as everything needs cutting back, the greenhouse needs emptying and cleaning, along with lots of pots and containers that need replenished with Spring bulbs and plants. Currently it’s a work in progress, but it was good to have my grandson helping recently as we cut back the large hedge. It’s just as well that I enjoy being being out in the fresh air and in the garden!
In my last blog I was speaking about our trip to Ireland. Since coming home we have had some of our usual day trips much nearer to home, with visits to the coast, and a weekend with our son and daughter-in-law at Skelmorlie. Just last week on a beautiful sunny day we had a drive around Scotland’s ‘secret coast’. The colours in the trees were magnificient and we enjoyed some lovely tea and coffee stops along the way.
Time at Skelmorlie on the coast
Now here are some photos of the ‘Secret Coast’ on our way home from Skelmorlie. First the ferry from Gourock to Dunoon, followed by a drive to Tighnabruaich, from there to Otter Ferry, Lachlan Castle, then the ‘Rest and be Thankful’ pass, Loch Lomond and home.
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Thinking about seasons I’ll finish with a photo I took of the ‘Harvest Super Moon’ on Thursday 17th October. There was a clear bright sky in Glasgow that night, so it seemed to warrant getting the camera and tripod out.
Genesis 1:16
God made two great lights—the greater light to govern the day and the lesser light to govern the night. He also made the stars.
Ps. 74:19 He made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to go down. Ps.74:19
I found it interesting reading the various views and opinions relative to how the moon affects the seasons, and learned and relearned again something of the amazing wonders of our solar system. (which I talked about in a recent blog. (‘can anything eclipse an eclipse‘). The necessity of the earth’s 23.5 degrees axial tilt as it makes its 365 day circuit around the sun, is so essential to the stability and wonder of our seasons. I remember the Psalmist’s words in Ps.64:16,17 The day is yours, and yours also the night; you established the sun and moon. It was you who set all the boundaries of the earth; you made both summer and winter.
So the seasons roll bye, Spring and Summer, Autumn and Winter, and for me they all display something of the glory and majesty of God. But the seasons have often been compared to the seasons we experience of life, ‘new life and hope‘, ‘prosperity and happiness’ when all seems well, but times too of ‘uncertainty and stress’ and ‘sicknesss, sadness and loss’.
In all of life’s circunstances it’s good to have a friend that we can rely on, and many of us have friends we have met or perhaps even grown up with, who have laughed and celebrated with us in our joys and successes, and cried and mourned with us in our griefs and sorrows. The Bible speaks of a friend who is always there for us, in every circumstance of life. To the young and carefree he offers ‘life in all its fulness‘, he calls ‘the weary and heavy laden‘, the ‘sad and sorryful‘ and those who are ‘thirsting for true meaning and purpose in life‘, to those who are ‘burdened with guilt‘ and those ‘in fear of death‘. And his name? His name is Jesus. an anchor for our soul. At my home Church (Greenview Church in Glasgow) we have people from many dfferent backgrounds and of multiple ages who have found Jesus to be such a friend. Here is one of my favourite hymns that you may like to hear, that speaks of this friend, well worth a listen. If you live in the UK and would like to read a modern illustrated edition of Luke’s Gospel, then please message me for a copy. But I’m always glad to hear from you wherever you are.
Whatever seasom of life you find yourself in, I wish you God’s blessing
Matthew
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