In The Fall

I love the weather in the fall. Gets a little chilly, maybe wear a sweater or jacket to work. I enjoy the breeze that hopefully is blowing just a bit as I walk out the door each morning. The humidity lifts and it just feels like cleaner air fills in the void left behind.

I'm so ready for football in the fall. Our fantasy league at Fanball.com gets into gear with tonight's first game. The Gamecocks are 1-0 and champions (so far) of the SEC East. And we're tailgating this weekend - though it's not getting chilly and breezy yet, it'll still be a nice day to eat wings and listen to the pre-game.

I appreciate the way nature changes in the fall. The cycle of the seasons begins to close shop, changing the colors on the trees and laying the flowers down for winter. It's a reminder that life is rolling to an end - not dead yet, as winter suggests, but always just around the corner.

I look forward to the days getting shorter in the fall. When the time changes and we get more sun in the mornings, I enjoy driving home in the dusk & twilight and feeling that much more cozy and warm when I get in the door at home, you know? Really nice when it gets chillier - make some coffee, start the fire, curl up on the couch to watch ESPN - ahh, those are the days.

Unfortunately, relationship with God was severed in the fall. With the fall of man, there is also sweet redemption, isn't there? Just like the chilly breezes that remind you you're alive. Just like football (stretching this metaphor too far? I think not), working hard for the sake of a Sunday afternoon where victory is sweet and losing makes you work that much harder. Just like the seasonal changes in nature, bringing death in order to renew life and beauty. Just like days getting shorter... hopefulness and anticipation of His imminent return...