Fall is my favorite season. I love the cool, crisp mornings and the sunny afternoons. I love putting on a sweater and socks again after months of stifling heat. I love the soft rain that soaks the fallen leaves and the chill of the wind that warns of winter.
Most of all, I love the colors of autumn…orange pumpkins, bright yellow sunflowers, and the red and golden leaves as they offer us a final blaze of glory. No artist—no matter how talented—could duplicate the variety of colors and hues God has created.
On a recent trip to the farmers’ market, I was awed by the beauty of the bountiful harvest…flowers, pumpkins, apples, tomatoes, peppers. Everywhere I looked there was a veritable feast for the eyes. A couple of lines of a poem I learned in high school came to mind:
“Lord, I do fear
Thou’st made the world too beautiful this year!”
-- Edna St. Vincent Millay
Although mankind has damaged the planet we live on, the earth still yields her harvest on time, every time. In spite of all the ugliness in the world—bigotry, hatred, all manner of sin—the dependable cycles of nature remind us that God has not forgotten us. In fact, he considers us—us!—his highest achievement. He placed us in this beautiful world he created and continues to sustain us with its yearly harvests. His ultimate aim is to reap a bumper crop of souls.
“While the earth remaineth, seedtime and harvest, and cold and heat, and summer and winter, and day and night shall not cease” (Genesis 8:22, KJV).
by Hazel King
Photo by Hazel King