The sky looks a little different in the Fall. It takes on a deeper shade of blue, and seems to stretch out into eternity.
The summer sky, on the other hand, is warm and welcoming and friendly. It invites you to be happy, to drink some sweet tea and stay a while.
But the Fall sky reminds you of the End of Things. The clouds are thin and stretched out, and they draw us into contemplation. It's a crisp, bittersweet blue; a thin but strong blue.
The Fall sky invites you to breathe deeply. In. Out. In. Out. Especially on those days when the breeze is fresh enough that you can almost drink it. It invites you to "Wake Up!" Be alert! There's a reminder of the Truth, a sense of expectancy, a world that is preparing for something, a drawing in. For those who see with the eyes of faith, this is a great blessing. We know that one day, we , too, will be part of this great gathering in, this home-going. We are a people on a pilgrimage. One day, the pilgrimage will finish. We will reach our Journey's End.
And for this, we give thanks.
And the end of all our exploring will be to arrive where we started, and know the place for the first time.
- T.S. Eliot
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