Autumn · Inspirational

Psithurism

 

autumnmugI love Autumn, it’s my favorite season. I wait for and anticipate its new arrival when it’s barely gone. A friend said to me once, “that’s weird – this is the season when everything dies.” Yes, but look up to the trees. All of the leaves are about to show us how beautiful it is to let the dead things go. Wait for it, it’s like a release of the spirit of sorts and it only happens this particular way, in this window of time, every three hundred and sixty-five days. Look up, listen for it or you’ll miss the wonder. The leaves don’t fight to hold on, they don’t fight to let go… They let the wind of heaven take them where it will so something new can be born.

You are dressed in a robe of light.  You stretch out the starry curtain of the heavens; you lay out the rafters of your home in the rain clouds.  You make the clouds your chariot; you ride upon the wings of the wind.  The winds are your messengers; flames of fire are your servants.”  {Psalm 104:2-4 nlt}

Oh and psithursim, if you wondered – it’s that particular tell-tale sound of wind in the trees.

~E.W.

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