The colors are more vibrant, the look of the vegetables more striking, at this time of year. I love the challenge of figuring out new things to do with fall squash at the farmers' markets. (The photo comes from Alexas_Fotos at Pixabay.) But for me, there's still always a sadness. That burst of colors is prelude to barrenness.
It's been an intense year; so many friends and family members have lost parents, spouses, and children. As Christians, we believe in the hope of eternal life and pray that we will see those loved ones again. But we're human, and their loss is still hard. We wish we'd had one more hug, one more conversation, one more day. We feel as barren as the fields after the harvest.
I've been finding some comfort this fall in Galatians 4:10 (NRSVUE): You are observing special days and months and seasons and years. It reminds me to dwell a bit in the sadness of loss--but not so much that I lose track of all the joy around me. The harvest may be hard, but the fields of our hearts need never be barren.
What verse comforts you in times of loss? Please email me with the verse and the reason. I may publish some of them next month.
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