For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven; a time to be born, and a time to die; a time for tears, and a time for laughter; a time for mourning, and a time for dancing… Ecclesiastes 3:1,2,4
“The trees grow more restless; October wind weaves through them; they shake their arms in dismay as if to fight the coming cold and the grief of the leaves going. Autumn air does a heart-dance on branches already gone barren; the misty air clings to golden leaves, making the trees bend even lower. It is a season to hold the trees close, to stand with them in their grieving. It is a time to open my inner being to the misty truths of my own goodbyes… I cling to the ripeness of summer knowing it will be many long months before I can catch a breath of lilac, or the green of freshly mown grass. And so, I begin my fallow vigil, remembering the truth of the ages: Unless the wheat seed dies, it cannot sing a new birth. Unless summer gives way to autumn, springtime will never embrace me.“ Joyce Rupp Praying our Goodbyes, p.11-12.
The trees in my neighborhood are beginning to change color, the first frost will probably come soon. We have just celebrated the fall equinox. Autumn reminds us that life is fragile, there are no guarantees of a troublefree life, change is inevitable.
Autumn is a good time to treasure each day, to enjoy the summer memories and make plans for the coming year. It is a time to embrace the balance of the seasons, the warmth and the cold, the light and the dark. God has created this wonderful world where we are privileged to live in harmony with nature. It is a time to care for the earth and feed our hearts with beloved memories and hopes for the future.
Let us celebrate this season remembering God’s gift of life and beauty.