There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven…Ecc. 3:1; NIV
Autumn leaves fall from the trees with flourish. Their last hurrah is resplendent in rich burgundies and golds, subdued browns and vivid greens. Though the trees know the days are fast approaching when unclothed branches stand vulnerably and helplessly exposed, they stand proudly, one last glorious display theirs to own. They understand the beauty of melancholy.
In a silent but splendid parade, autumn waves out the wild, loud, splash-in-the-pool fun of summer and welcomes cozy nights by the fireplace, soup simmering on the stove, warm sweaters and wool socks. Autumn calls us to quiet our spirits. It beckons us to embrace opportunity to simply ‘be.’ With dark, cool nights and slow to wake up mornings, autumn invites us to linger a few extra moments under the covers. Step out of the hurry and the rush, autumn whispers. Read a book. Write a note to a friend on pretty paper. Bake a batch of cookies. Reflect. Talk with a friend without watching the clock. Pray. Savor the solace of autumn’s hushed grace.
Our culture says that productivity is mandatory. Being on the go gets the going done. Autumn does not yield to a freeway sped up world. It listens to the gentle voice of the Spirit who calls our weary selves to stillness. Delight yourself in the warm colors of quiet this autumn.
For thus said the Lord God, the Holy One of Israel, ‘In returning and rest you shall be saved; in quietness and trust shall be your strength…’ Isaiah 30:15; RSV
October=The season of quiet