Last week I wrote about my time of solitude at Eagle Creek Park. I gazed into flaming reds, rusty oranges, and bright yellows and sensed that I too was being made beautiful like these trees.
This year, I’ve grown in my ability to mourn, to show hospitality towards myself, to be deeply committed to a friend. I’ve set up rhythms and traditions, I’m more present-minded, and I’m willing to pursue my longings while knowing my limits.
Yesterday I went back to Eagle Creek for a walk. Leaves were no longer on the trees. Yet beauty was still everywhere. Leaves lined the trail and the barren trees allowed the lake to be more visible. This year was also a year of loss. I’ve given up my job and some friendships. Within these losses I see the Lord slowly stripping away my future-oriented planner self, my pride, arrogance and people-pleasing ways.
Autumn is a time of loss but also a time of beauty.
Join me in doing some self-reflection: How are you being made more beautiful right now?