I know it's autumn when the house is quiet.
It probably has something to do with the fact that our AC units are no longer in use (hehe).
But maybe it's the sound of the land falling asleep, laying its limbs down into winter slumber. Maybe its inhabitants are likewise finding their cozy beds even in an eerily still and blissfully silent landscape.
And this is, essentially, what happens to all of us, too. We start to lag at work and school because we really just want to make cocoa and curl up with a good read, or huddle in a blanket by a campfire and watch the stars burn.
But somehow, this sleepy season also makes me come alive. The crisp mornings rouse me before the sun is up and long, six o'clock shadows bid me stay outside a little longer. The colder and wetter and windier it becomes, the more I long to run or hike or drive with the windows down and drink in the clean air. Sure, being cozy at home entices me, but even further I desire to gather, to share my home, to be festive and merry and making cookies.
My prayer is that this carries over into my life. It's so easy to become sleepy in this season of school, work, homework, sleep (sometimes), school, work, and more homework. But I don't want to close my eyes to opportunities and just feel my way, blindly following the voices around me. It's easy to become busy and slowly allow apathy to affect my relationships, my walk with God, and even my grades. But this isn't the time to hibernate - this is a time to be fully awake and 100% present. There's so much happening and so many changes, and I've got to be proactive or I might lose my way. Winter's on its way too, and there's no way to know what it brings. It's time to reap the harvest, to pursue all the good things, so when winter comes, I'm well-fed and ready.
And when you're well-fed, that's when the real peace, the real stillness, comes. You can face the biting cold because you know there's a living fire roaring inside. You can run through a rainstorm knowing that it will bring abundant life. You can watch the setting sun slant through the trees knowing that it will rise again.
"Return to your rest, my soul, for the Lord has been good to you. For you, Lord, rescued me from death, my eyes from tears, my feet from stumbling. I will walk before the Lord in the land of the living." Psalm 116:7-9