But October is passing. Especially at eight thousand feet. The beauty that was fall is now turning quickly to winter. The trees are nearly bare. Brown is more prominent than gold. This season is making way for the next.
That’s the way it is in this world. Octobers don’t last forever. Novembers always come, and after them Decembers. Winter follows fall just as spring follows winter. Seasons are a way of life. And that is one of the most beautiful parts of how God has shaped this world.
The way that seasons change, moving from summer to fall to winter to spring, is a gift from our creator. We long for consistency but delight in change. And our loving Father has given us both.
“The humans live in time, and experience reality successively. To experience much of it, therefore, they must experience many different things; in other words, they must experience change. And since they need change, the Enemy (being a hedonist at heart) has made change pleasurable to them, just as He has made eating Pleasurable. But since He does not wish them to make change, any more than eating, an end in itself, He has balanced the love of change in them by a love of permanence. He has contrived to gratify both tastes together on the very world He has made, by that union of change and permanence which we call Rhythm. He gives them the seasons, each season different yet every year the same, so that spring is always felt as a novelty yet always as the recurrence of an immemorial theme. He gives them in His Church a spiritual year; they change from a fast to a feast, but it is the same feast as before.” -C.S. Lewis The Screwtape Letters
The change in the seasons around us mirrors the change in the seasons within us. The experience of bounty and harvest happens just as much outdoors as it does in our own hearts, just as the cold and emptiness that the winter brings. We will not live forever in one season, but it will return as surely as fall will return next year.