There are those who complain of heat,
And those who fear the cold.
There are a few who dislike both,
More so as we grow old.
Despite the season’s pain.
We simply rejoice in the gift
Of sunshine or of rain.
For You have formed each one,
And we will seek Your blessings in
The moon’s light or the sun.
Or autumn’s growing chill
I’ll relish each day as it comes,
Rejoicing in Your will.
Yours is the day, yours also the night; you have
established the heavenly lights and the sun. You have fixed all the boundaries
of the earth; you have made summer and winter.
Tuesday, January 27, 2026
Whatever the season
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