seasons of eternity

Meg and I have enjoyed an extended and nuanced fall this season: aspens starting to turn in Glacier National Park, colors intensifying in New Hampshire, leaves both falling and full in the Upper Peninsula of Michigan, and bare trees with patches of yellow in Minnesota. The fulness of fall has overflowed into our lives, reminding us of eternal eons of seasons that have preceeded this one. God has planted eternity deep within us. The transitory is wonderful to enjoy, but it never brings lasting happiness. As St Theresa wrote, "let nothing disturb you, let nothing frighten you.  All things are passing; only God remains."