Resurrecting Autumn

There is something so beautifully tragic about autumn.  The shift in the weather, the smell of the air, the warmth of a fire are all much sweeter when the leaves have changed. Bright leaves on the verge of dying. Something in it breaks when all has fallen, and nothing remains but bare branches. The presence of color and life are autumn’s treasures. 

Gatherings on mountain tops. Families camping in the woods. Conversations over warm cups of hot cider. Moments cherished under a canopy of yellow and orange and red. But what if the weather never shifted? If the leaves never changed? Would it all still be the same? 

The hot summer months are cherished because they end. The freezing winter nights make us long for spring. If the seasons were always bright, cool, blooming, and overflowing with life, would we always love them so? 

Fall is a pleasing death, enchanting and quick. It is the preface of winter, yet it sparks the wanting, the longing, the need for spring. For Eden. For growth. For life. For resurrection. For the ultimate source of all good and beautiful and perfect things.

For the God of Seasons, the God of Autumn, the God of Spring. He is the reason everything will be resurrected. Without Him, all is withered away. We are the trees, changing, brightening, fading, falling, barren, but full again by God’s provision. 

By the Creator of All. By the King of the Forest. By the Ruler of the Earth. Can He not be seen in everything that grows, in everything that is? How small the leaf is upon the mountain. And yet it is seen and accounted for in each season. What are we but changing leaves, dependent on its tree for all. Who is God but our source, from whom all life comes. 

The seasons are a gift and reminder of our need that we see reflected in the leaves all around. Without the True Source, the Creator, the Ruler of the Earth, we are sickly trees, barren branches, lifeless sticks, and fading leaves. We have no hope of life, revival, or resurrection without Him. Let us look upon each season with fresh eyes to see the King of the Forest, the God of Autumn, and the True Source as He is resurrecting autumn.