It may not feel like it yet weather-wise, but Fall will soon be here. Sometimes it feels like everything is different in September. The pace gets quicker. Summer stuff gets packed away. Kids go back to school, some head off to college. There seems to be change in the air.
That can feel exciting and it can also make us feel anxious. New adventures await but perhaps the road is hard to see. Empty nesters get used to the quieter house. For others, there are new classes, new teachers.
I always loved the new school year. The buying of new supplies. The snap of new books. The mystery of new teachers or returning to the classroom of favorites when I was in college. Being challenged. Learning more about myself. Then there was graduate school, and many years later, seminary. When I started seminary, I was not only going back to school but, in a sense, remaking my life. Talk about excited and anxious.
Still, in that adventure as well as throughout my life, there have been constants. My family. Friends. But most of all, God. Through every season, time of doubt, and questioning, God was my anchor. My midnight prayer partner. The One always listening, always caring, always encouraging me to be the best I could be, even when I was not so sure. Even when I thought it was impossible.
Of course, this trust, this relationship has taken my whole life. And there are still days when I cry out and get frustrated. But I know that God will not turn away or refuse to hear me. What a difference that has made in my life.
Through every season, every moment, every change, God is there. What a difference that can make in how we see and live our life journey if we hold on to that truth with both hands and a full heart.
Wishing you and yours a blessed Autumn – leaves and all.
O Autumn, Autumn!
O Autumn, Autumn! O pensive light
and wistful sound!
Gold-haunted sky, green-haunted ground!
When, wan, the dead leaves flutter by
Deserted realms of butterfly!
When robins band themselves together
To seek the sound of sun-steeped weather;
And all of summer’s largesse goes
For lands of olive and the rose!
Effie Lee Newsome - 1885-1978 American Poet