“It is only when everything is hopeless that hope begins to be a strength.” ~G.K. Chesterton
It doesn’t feel like harvest time when we’re surrounded by fallen leaves and barren fields. But that barrenness is an illusion. Late autumn is the time of ingathering, of storing up. Throughout history, people have celebrated the harvest not when their fields were full, but when their storehouses were full. Hope is the same. It’s not the wintry world that matters, but the storehouses within us, where even now the seeds of hope are preparing to sprout in the spring.
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BOUNTIFUL HARVEST:AS THE SUN RISES,PRISONERS AT THE IWAHIG PENAL COLONY IN PUERTO PRINCESA ,PHILIPPINES START TO HARVEST PALAY AT THE PRISON’S FARM THE INMATES TENDING THEMSELVES….ERNIE PENAREDONDO/PHOTO
Thanks for the reminder that I have a full storehouse. At sixty-five years old, having gone through countless storms, storehouse is bursting at the seams.
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May I adopt that puppy, please? Hope you, Trudy and the family had a wonderful Thanksgiving ❤️
We did, Gail. And the same for you, I pray❣
We had a wonderful Thanksgiving, back in October!🇨🇦🇨🇦
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What a beautiful collection of images!
Absolutely beautiful home-y photos! It gave a word to a long-ago thought: Out of the 4, only once was I pregnant in late Autumn, and only once did I deliver in early Autumn: Both those felt exactly like “superabundance.” 👍🌷
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Great Pics
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The storehouses within us, what a compelling thought to ponder.
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Thank you for the important reminder. It’s so easy to lose hope these days.
My privilege, dear Liz.
What a nice quotation from Chesterton!
Indeed, he’s a very quotable fellow, Imelda. One of my favorite essayists.
Wow! Alright.
Good insight
Thank you, Sheryl.
Wonderful!!
Lovely spiritual analogy, Mitch, the storehouses within us! And pics are beautiful!
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Beautiful photos, Mitch. And a great reminder about hope.
BTW, I clicked on this post and the one about living your life in constant transit from the e-mail link and it comes up that it cannot be found. So I checked the list on new posts here and was able to access them. So I’m not sure what’s going on with WP.
Arrgh. I’ve been seeing that happen lately, Diane, but have no idea why.
I see the word ‘hope’ in so many blog posts – thank goodness! It’s what we have, and need, in order to move on, no matter where we are in life. Period.
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