September 24, 2021

There is a special time for everything. There is a time for everything that happens under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NLV)

Yesterday I sliced and served the last fresh peach of the season.  Earlier in the week, we had fresh corn on the cob. The last fresh tomato has been sliced and served caprese style with freshly cut basil, fresh mozzarella, olive oil and balsamic vinegar. Summer is over, and I am going to miss these fresh gifts of the earth, nurtured by farmers, and prepared by my hand.

It was my turn to say the grace for dinner, and my opening words were, “God of fresh peaches, we give you thanks. May our grandchildren and their grandchildren live in a world where the earth can produce peaches.”

Peaches – Ahhhh

Perhaps it’s because I am getting older and have far fewer summers ahead of me than behind me that those words tumbled out in my prayer. Perhaps it’s the underlying concern that our environment, our only home, is in deep trouble and I am afraid for the generations that will follow. Perhaps it’s simply that I will miss these treats, even as apples, apple sauce, and spiced apple cider take their seasonal place.

We live in a world that is marked by special times, by seasons. Today, I am grateful for the season that is passing, and pray that I will savor the fruit of the season ahead, even as I did this one.

For peaches, and for life, I give you thanks. ~ Anne

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