Autumn Rambles Day 8

An online resource from The Prayer Bench, adapted and used with permission

Rambling Prompt
Have you seen the first signs of frost?  What does this mean to you?  As a child, I (Rev. Gail) always remembering reciting the Jack Frost poem as the first sign of a frost:

Reflection from The Prayer BenchThe warning comes as news on weather forecasts. The gardeners rush out the night before to cover their thin-skinned plants with old blankets or tarps. The farmers worry, a bad frost can damage a crop.
The frost warning is news my car shares with me too, beeping a caution that conditions are such that the roads may be slippery.  It is the day water becomes solid, the first day of frost.
I see on the ground a leaf outlined in frost. My heart leaps. It is a thing of beauty. Like God has suddenly taken to outlining for the joy of it.
Later in the day I see a field of sunflowers, injured in a killing frost, stalks blackened and heads dropping. It was too much for them when the sun came out. My heart is sad. Beauty cut short.
First Frost can bring prayers of both gratitude and ache.  And you? What signs do you see on the threshold of autumn?  How does it make you feel?
Practice
Visio Divina.
Here is a frost picture from Canada. Sweep the whole picture with a prayerful soft gaze. Where are your eyes drawn? If you were to give this photograph a title, what title would you give it? In what ways is the title speaking to your heart? Write your title in the space.

Stay warm!
Peace, Rev. Gail

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