Being a big huge enormous fan of anything posted on By Sun and Candlelight, (I am a Dawn wannabe), I have put together a set of reflections on why I love late November for Dawn’s Late Autumn Field Day.
As always, they are in the form of a list and in this case, come in triplicate. (It must be a Holy Trinity thing.)
So here we go, then. Three of my favorite late Fall consolations:
Between honoring two birthday girls on two consecutive days in late November, (Maria was born on the Feast of the Presentation of Mary, and Avila on the Feast of St. Cecilia), and celebrating Thanksgiving, our late November days are crazy/busy but filled with joy.
I’ll let these photos speak for themselves.
2 years later, and still we have to share a cake!
And my sisters! I could and probably should publish a long, yummy post about their endeavors in the kitchen. For now I must content myself to say a few words about my much-loved sister (and godmother!) Yvonne.
She must be perfect in everything she does.
It’s a birth order thing, I know. Thank goodness, though, I’m the youngest. The expectations are much lower!
Here is the recipe for the delicious chocolate pecan pie she made at Thanksgiving;
and here is the recipe for the chocolate truffle cake her little sister made.
The cold Autumn months are ideal for cozying up with Sacred Scripture. Do you not find it a very wonderful thing indeed, the way the liturgical readings are set up? We are cyclical, seasonal creatures and are wired with the desire to know our Creator. The readings throughout the Liturgical Year (being, well, from God’s autobiography) are such a beautiful way to make His acquaintance.
Last year I was blessed to be a participant in Jeff Cavin’s Bible Timeline. Have you attended one of his workshops, Bible studies and/or lectures? My goodness, that man knows the Bible! And he’s tremendously funny, to boot.
The Bible study ran the whole year, which was a beautiful opportunity for me to dip into Scripture on a daily basis and try to internalize it. This Fall finds me too busy for a Bible study, alas, and so I rely heavily on the readings in my Magnificat magazine.
I do not take for granted the mysterious, mystical fruits that may be gleaned from seeking God’s will and approaching Him in prayer. May I leave you with just one example? This one is a fresh late Autumn experience, having happened just a week ago.
I was in the middle of my early morning Holy Hour when I had a strong inner prompting to ask the other woman in the chapel to pray for me. How embarassing! I thought. I had never spoken to her before; I didn’t know her. And to interrupt her out of the blue like that? She, who was deep in prayer?
I swallowed my pride and went over. I told her my special intention and I asked her to pray. With a curt, business-like nod she accepted my request and humbly I slunk back to my kneeler. On her way out, she paused with a smile and handed me a set of prayers: Suggestions of the holy Antonius Maria Claret for spending a quarter of an hour before the Most Blessed Sacrament.
“Read this,” she said. “Your prayer will be answered.”
And so it was.
That very evening.
God is so good, isn’t He? He has given us our little girls and the goodies that brighten our days. More than that, though, He has given us His Son for the taking.
Have a blessed day!