the world's oldest performance art

Fall is the favorite season for many, for many reasons: Trail walking or taking a drive to see the fall colors. Enjoying a cup of hot chocolate or tea. Sleeping under a blanket. Backyard fire pit. Making s’mores. Hayrides. Harvesting the fall crops and putting the garden to bed. Attending school sports. Raking and jumping in the leaves.
“Use what the world gives you. Use the first day of fall: bright flame before winter’s deadness; harvest; orange, gold, amber; cool nights and the smell of fire. The leaves as they spark into wild color just before they die are the world’s oldest performance art, and everything we see is celebrating one last hurrah before the black and white silence of winter.” — Shauna Niequist, Bittersweet: Thoughts on Change, Grace, and Learning the Hard Way
Affirmative prayer: Creator God, I am blessed with the changing of seasons and I welcome this time of autumn. I take the earlier setting of the sun as an invitation to become still. I am reminded of the wonder of being alive by the brilliant colors of these days. I feel the breath of life in the stream of cooler air, and I see the harvest from gardens and fields as the abundance of life and the bounty that I share with others. Thank you, God, forever. Amen.

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