Harvest Time

Now is the time of reaping and abundance. Now a time of preparation for winter's frozen scarcity. The sun hangs low in autumn skies, and foggy veils obscure the view. In Spring, when all was fresh and new, an all together different hue of innovation: summer's promise budding in anticipation. Green newness bursting with naivety. As time ticks by and lives march on just like the seasons; the spring of youth and childhood innocence give way to lusty languid summers of prosperity. A gathering of experience in autumn, which leads to winter's wizened wisdom. Make it not a season of discontentment, but a time of rich reflection on lives well spent. A time of joy not isolation, Make this is a time of plenitude for all for whom we care. Help us make this winter time a time of hope not helplessness; and a time when grace is all we share. For now is the time of reaping and abundance.