Lessons from Fall - A letter from the General Secretary
By: Rev. Stephanie York Arnold
I have never been a lover of fall like so many others. Don’t get me wrong—the colors are beautiful, and I do love a good fire and a bit of pumpkin spice—but the ending of things is just so uncomfortable. I’ve always preferred spring and summer, when life is budding and blooming and the days seem endless.
Nevertheless, these last few years I have found myself being beckoned by the lessons of fall—lessons I wish I didn’t have to endure, yet ones that are nonetheless bringing forth a kind of winter harvest in my life.
Fall is the herald of change. It signals that things will not always be as they currently are. For some, this brings hope and joy. For others, it brings the harsh reality of losing what is. |