I love when November rolls around.
Our two month obsession with
Halloween is finally behind us.
I am not “against” Halloween.
It’s just that in some ways, it feels like a
cultural celebration of death and darkness.
Our two month obsession with
Halloween is finally behind us.
I am not “against” Halloween.
It’s just that in some ways, it feels like a
cultural celebration of death and darkness.
Even nature seems to join the celebration.
Flowers have withered and dried, and
and dropping to the ground.
It looks like death is winning the day.
There are things in my own life seeming to
mimic all this, dreams that seem to have
withered and dropped to the ground.
But it’s important to remember that
darkness and death are not the end.
They are the signposts to rebirth.
And to the mystery of resurrection.
every dead looking thing in light,
declaring over it, "Not the end."
Whether it is a dead looking tree
or a dead looking dream,
He comes to remind us that
everything is about resurrection.
Within the dead looking thing
lies the mystery of what will yet be.
It is not the end.
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