Autumn Times

Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our tribulation, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any trouble, with the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God. 1 Corinthians 1: 2-4 The Voice

Brown stalks of corn replaced bright, green foliage of summer. Vibrant bean fields turned golden. Dazzling yellow and red leaves glowed in the fall sunshine. What dramatic changes occurred between my July and September trips to Indiana. 

Likewise, autumn appeared at my class reunion. Brown and blonde became gray. Agile bodies creaked and slowed. Eyes dimmed and trim figures expanded. 

Memories flowed of simpler, happy times. Laughter came with recognition of aging faces. 

Many knew of my year of losses. Tight embraces held me. Words of comfort and compassion blessed me. We shared heartache. Tears trickled.

Years of pain and struggles united us. No one bragged of important jobs or achievements. We shared life--good and bad. High school worries lost significance as real life happened. Carefree teenagers turned into caring adults. 

For two days we reunited. Close friendships continued. Life broke down high school barriers and allowed acquaintances to become friends. Unlike in high school, God entered conversations. 

The reunion, though difficult at times, took me further along on my grief journey. The support I received from classmates soothed the pain. Reconnecting brought happiness. 

Dear Lord, thank you for reunions as we share and comfort each other. Thank you for the comfort and blessings you give. Amen