Beautiful Grave Clothes . . .

The cool of morning encased by the rolling fog . . .

Breezes that carry the scent of harvest and the feel of a chill . . .

Leaves that haven’t yet succumbed to their vibrant grave clothes . . .

Autumn has been no longer than days when we feel it overtaking. Cool mornings give way to warm afternoons and even cooler evenings.Summer in all its warmth and easiness has bowed it’s head – just slightly. It is not so far removed that we long for it yet, but we acknowledge it’s graceful decline.

So it is sometimes with our lives. We live in our vibrant summer, enjoying pleasures and embracing the warmth that defines it. Our laughter seems unending, our life simple. The preparation and toiling of spring has given way to our season of tending and enjoying.

Then, there is the bow. The air turns crisp, harvest time is upon us quicker than cool air of morning can give way to the warmth of afternoon. Hard work begins, daunting sometimes, and our bodies feel tired. It can feel endless, but the outcome, we know, will be worth it. As leaves slowly turn amazing shades that rival sunrises and sunsets, our hearts slowly turn. A once refreshing cool breeze is now a reminder of what is to come. A once beautiful garden now dons picked over remnants of what we once deemed vital.

Autumn in our lives can seem as endless as winter. It’s the harvest season. As beautiful as it can be, it is also a preparation season. Preparing for the winter. At first autumn is celebrated – look what we accomplished! We planted . . . it grew . . . we harvested. For what reason? For the winter that approaches. The end of autumn is like the snooze button on our alarm clock. We know what’s coming, yet we pray for just a few more minutes. Soon, the cold rain will be frozen. Color is found only in the dawn and evening skies. We will rest in the winter, recharge. Our souls will be reminded of God’s goodness through the celebration of His sons birth, and the pure white of the solemn snows. Warmth will be found in layered clothing, warm fires, and old quilts. Our sun will be bright, but still so far away.

So, Autumn becomes bittersweet. Yet, if in your life you are experiencing autumn, embrace it. As hard as it may seem, keep working, keep pressing, keep praying, keep believing. Harvesting time is upon you, and it may feel more like work than anything else. Because that’s what harvesting is – work.

Yet, in the end, we will be satisfied and rest in our labor. We will know the Lord has graciously allowed each season for a reason. We grow in our knowledge and understanding each year that passes and each season we endure . . .Ecclesiastes 3:9″What do workers gain from their toil? 10 I have seen the burden God has laid on the human race. 11 He has made everything beautiful in its time. He has also set eternity in the human heart; yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end. 12 I know that there is nothing better for people than to be happy and to do good while they live. 13 That each of them may eat and drink, and find satisfaction in all their toil—this is the gift of God. 14 I know that everything God does will endure forever; nothing can be added to it and nothing taken from it. God does it so that people will fear him.

15 Whatever is has already been,
and what will be has been before;
and God will call the past to account.


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