That special time of year!
Fall is a special time of year for many reasons. Things begin to mature and prepare for the bleakness of winter that is soon to follow. But fall is, in so many ways, the most beautiful season of the year. Nature paints on a fine canvas of beautiful trees and mixed cloudy days with a bountiful abundance of a sun that is receding to its low point of providing light for the year.
Remember, it was not all that long ago that folks actually thought that the sun revolved around the earth. Some of them know better now but we are not sure about the rest. There are those souls who think that everything revolves around them and their abundance of wants, prejudices, and needs. This nation that has only about five percent of the worlds population consumes so much more than any single part of the rest of it does. And, we wonder after the show put on by those who call themselves republicans this past two weeks or so if this nation has finally reached a state of immature maturity not unlike what occurs in nature in the fall. It was a beautiful show that they put on but everyone knew that, like the gorgeous trees in autumn, its grandeur could not last.
They say that everything goes in cycles and that we all, in one way or another, participate in our turn. We remember the spectacle that Glenn Beck put on a few years ago when he held his rally in the nation’s capital and had what few minorities that believe as he and his followers do sitting up on a stage, separated from the rest in the finest traditions of segregation in its full summer flower.
Those who follow Mr. Beck and Mr. Limbaugh and the leaders of the tea party are aging by the day. So many of them are in the autumn of their lives, if not the winter itself. We prepare to commemorate the fiftieth anniversary of the John F. Kennedy assassination late next month and we should remember that he represented the very best of what the greatest generation could offer us in the full flower of their time. There is nothing great or forward looking about the tea party or its objectives. They are trying to catch time in a bottle as the rest of us watch the sands of the hourglass relentlessly move against all who are ever born to die.
Some people accept the passage of time and flow with it like the relentless passage of water to the sea while others fight like the devil against the inevitability of it all.
There is a grace abundant to the human spirit and everyone can, if they desire, take advantage of the warmth and mellowness of it all. There are very few human souls who do not have something as unique as their fingerprint to pass on to those who might come after them. To deprive the coming generations of those things is almost a crime against humanity as a whole. Those who would rewrite history to serve their own selfish purposes deprive all who depend on history to help us have a better future using the lessons from the past. They destine us to repeat shameful and agonizing things that could easily be avoided and to cause the innocent and as yet unborn consternation and agonies that are a blight on all mankind.
When does innocence end and accountability spring on us for the things that we have either done, or by our ignorance and complacency allowed to be done in the name of some set of dubious virtues that we concoct out of something from our past that ignores all the bad that went on then that we wish to perpetuate into the future, thus soiling it forever more? There are those out there who wish to forestall and thwart the natural course of progress and redefine it in an image that, in reality, is some distortion of a past that really never was. Sunset comes every day and lives end at the sunset of their time. But the most beautiful time of day to so many is the sunset as they watch the universe put on an often dazzling show just before the nighttime comes.
And, when it is all completed, the great night winter is upon us when it would appear that everything has died. But, working in concert with the natural cycles, spring is upon us once again with all its hope and renewal. And like the industrious squirrels who lay away food for the winter, many know that, in its time, better days will follow in its stead.
IOVHO,
Regards,
Joe
To say that "God exists" is the greatest understatement ever made across space and time.
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