Tonight was the monthly Night of Worship for Kairos. Ever since we moved to Sundays, I missed those Tuesday gatherings. The past few months, they’ve had a special Tuesday night service focused on worship. Tonight, we had it on the front lawn of the church building, under the stars.
It was a perfect night for it. If I had to describe my ideal fall weather day, this would be it. There was a definite crispness to the night air and the bonfires actually felt warm and inviting. Instead of meeting in the usual Hudson Hall, we met in a larger, grander cathedral under the heavens.
At one point, I distinctly recall wishing that I had my jacket. Then I remembered that it was laying on the back of my chair at work. But I also remembered the bonfires. There’s something I love about the scent of a fire burning and the smell of sweet decay that comes with Autumn. No other season has the same aroma.
I’m thankful that I live in a place where I get to experience the fullness of all four seasons. Each season has its own charm and each speaks to a different facet of God’s mercy and grace. I prefer spring and fall over summer and winter, but I’m grateful for all of them. Most of all, I’m thankful that the heavens still declare the glory of God even when God’s people by and large don’t.