The gray clouds seem to be closing in for the winter, and the green leaves of summer have turned golden yellow and they’re falling from the trees. Some of you have lit your fireplaces for the first time and are cozying up with a book and a cup of coffee.
I’ve been thinking about the trees that will be stripped of all of their leaves in a few weeks and I look forward to the springtime when I can see buds form from those very same withered branches. A friend of mine posted this poem by Pierre Teilhard De Chardin and I think you will enjoy what it says:
Above all, trust in the slow work of God.
We are quite naturally impatient in everything,
to reach the end without delay.
We should like to skip the intermediate stages.
We are impatient of being on the way
to something unknown,
And yet it is the law of all progress
that it is made by passing through
some stages of instability-
and that it may take a very long time.
And so I think it is with you;
your ideas mature gradually – let them grow,
let them shape themselves, without undue haste.
Don’t try to force them on,
as though you could be today what time
(that is to say, grace and circumstance
acting on your own good will)
will make of your tomorrow.
Only God could say what this new spirit
gradually forming within you will be.
Give Our Lord the benefit of believing
that his hand is leading you,
and accept the anxiety of feeling yourself
in suspense, and incomplete.
It is hard to wait, sometimes we can despair when it seems like nothing is happening at all. But God has a purpose for every season. When we trust him, we will be blessed when our winters turn to springs!