Septemberrr
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If a baby had been conceived at the beginning of the year, this would be the month they grace the earth. That is to say the year has gone by, enough to welcome a baby conceived in this new year. Weird, maybe but officially 2026 is ready to welcome its actual babies.
The thought of this does nothing but remind me that the days really have flown by. The months has speeded up and soon it’d be a roundoff for 2026. Doesn’t excite me as much.
But yet, this month all I had the energy to do was to mutter prayers. There is a strength you need to get through the rest of the months, a strength you need to finally see something came to an end.
May September bring you good news always. To the person you’re becoming, may you find strength to keep it moving. May you always be ahead and ready.
September is well September. But I dare say it started pretty nice for me. I like that it felt like a new beginning, a full chance for a new beginning but I’d hate to romanticize the moment. It’s not really one I’d want to photograph and spend my entire time looking at.
If anything, it’s one where I want to tie my wrapper securely on my waist, with my eyes darting rapidly like a rat’s in vigilance. Not that I intend to play night watch. Except the Lord watches the city, the gateman watches in vain.
I hope that September is beautiful. That it really is a new beginning. As the first of the Ember months, that it opens it’s door to fruitfulness.
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That harvest is plentiful. That love abounds. Happiness lives.
The journey is still far and like Elijah, I ask for strength and even more so for speed. May courage be like water and may life breeze through your nostrils.
I hope September is fair to you. I hope that in everything, you recieve strength.
Strength is certainly important. If you’re going to take over a work, or do something, you need all the strength you can muster. You need the strength to grit your teeth through it. The strength to stand when all that works is sitting. The strength to hang on, even for just a few minutes.
I hope you find the answers you look for in September. I hope you find a home and your feets lead you home.
Times and seasons will not fly past you. You will sit with kings and not be lost. You will sit with nobles and they’d wonder what manner of human is that.
You’re not without help.
Your eyes see.
Your ears hear.
Your heart understands.
Welcome to September!
