Season of Worship

Season of Worship

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Fall in Wisconsin is a time of preparation. We winterize the camper, bring in the deck chairs, put the markers out along the driveway for the guy who plows our driveway. Years ago we lived in a house heated by a wood stove. Fall was the time to stack wood along the side of the garage for easy access.

This year, I’ve been reflecting on how this time of year, with its blazing colors and the lengthening shadows at the end of the day, can be a time of preparing our hearts.

My husband is semi-retired so we now have a lot more time to take the motorcycle out on back roads, spend a week camping, or hunting for waterfalls as we hike in the woods. This year we added kayaks to our list of “toys” and I’m finding I love gliding down the river, only using my paddle to steer. This freed-up time has brought so many “Oooh!” and “Ahhh!” moments this season. We round a bend on the motorcycle, and there stands a majestic maple in all its red and gold glory. My heart instantly soars heavenward. “Thank you, Lord!”

Two weeks ago, we were camping in Central Wisconsin and our GPS took us to a place called Dells of the Eau Claire (pictured above). Walking across the rocks, looking down at the rushing water swirling around us, was like stepping into a candy store

of God-made delights. As we walked, I found myself wordlessly praising. Then, as if we hadn’t already had our senses blown up by beauty, as we stepped off the rocks and onto the path, this little tree greeted us with yet another reason to recognize God’s paintbrush in everything around us.

We know what’s coming. In a matter of weeks, the leaves will fall (more winterizing work ahead!), sunset will come sooner and sunrises later. There will be cold. And snow. And icy roads and gloves and scarves and boots. But there will still be beauty! In the midst of the sub-freezing temperatures, there will be sparkling flakes drifting down, landing on noses and eyelashes. There will be drifts that peak like meringue on a banana cream pie. There will be giggling kids in the backyard, making sledding paths and snow angels. There will be moonlight on fresh fallen snow. And Christmas lights. And decorated trees. And filled stockings. And gifts.

Isn’t it all a gift?

There are seasons for all of us when there seems to be more dark than light. When the cold seeps in around the corners. But there is always beauty in the midst of it. I’m determined to be a beauty-seeker, to search for reasons to worship in spite of what’s going on around me. And that’s my prayer for you.

Let the heavens rejoice, let the earth be glad; let the sea resound, and all that is in it. Let the fields be jubilant, and everything in them; let all the trees of the forest sing for joy. Psalm 96:11-12

In this season–of life or of the year–what is drawing your thoughts heavenward? What’s sparking moments of spontaneous worship?

Becky Melby About Becky Melby

Wisconsin resident Becky Melby is the author of the Lost Sanctuary Series and a dozen other contemporary fiction titles. Married for 43 years, mother of four, grandmother to fifteen, Becky thrives on writing, reading, camping, rides on the back of a silver Gold Wing, and time with family. Connect with her at her website or Facebook.


  1. Great post, Becky! You’re a woman after my own heart! I love enjoying God’s creation and riding with my hubby on our motorcycle!

  2. Wonderful post, Becky. As for me, one of my favorite of God’s gifts is the wind! Sounds crazy, probably, but I love to hear the house creak when the wind blows. I also love snow – lots of it! LOL! Of course, I can afford to love it since I am retired and don’t have to drive in it if I don’t want to.

    God provides so many wonderful gifts for us to delight in during all seasons. Sunsets are my favorite, and I try to put a sunset photo on Facebook almost every night. (I have to admit, I’ve missed a few days lately). I also love to see the moon, especially when it is rising and full.

    Thank you for sharing!

    • I’ll have to check out your sunset pictures, Patti. I love snow, too. Not so much a fan of severe cold but I do love enjoying the beauty from inside. I also love a good rainstorm. There is something very comforting about knowing you are safe and warm and dry while the wind howls, thunder rumbles, and lightning crashes. Maybe it’s a reminder of God’s power and protection.

  3. So beautifully said, Becky. Gratitude is pouring out of this post, and for that I am grateful! God bless you as you point us all to look at His glory.

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