It’s misty. John Keats described Autumn as: ‘Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness…’
So much seems misty…
Yesterday there was the Covid ‘vaccine breakthrough’, but the way forward still seems pretty misty… And what about Christmas?
This week we’ve been reminded of the 25th anniversary of the ‘Disability Discrimination Act’. People with various disabilities have been raising awareness of continuing injustices and persisting discrimination. More mist.
Local news: Alex Sidney spent two nights up a 100ft crane in Norwich; part of ‘Extinction Rebellion’, raising awareness of climate and ecological change. The world’s future on that front seems pretty misty.
Many friends have their own personal mists….
- Will – whose marriage is falling apart; his children’s future is uncertain.
- Stella – whose vital surgery keeps being put back by Covid priorities.
- Nick – discovered in this last week that he had prostate cancer.
- Bob – is coming to terms with his wife’s death.
- Angela – is struggling to make ends meet since her husband lost his job.
- Lorna – feels isolated because of uncertain feelings about her sexuality….
Politicians and those with faith talk about coming through the mist, light at the end of the tunnel… But for those of us in our mist today….?
Musing on Philippians 4…
- Positive and Praiseworthy – ‘Whatever is true, whatever is noble, whatever is right, whatever is pure, whatever is lovely, whatever is admirable, if anything is excellent or praiseworthy think about these things.’ Focus on the positive…
- Put it into Practice – ‘Whatever you have learned or received or heard…or seen… put it into practice.’ Do something!
- Promise of the Presence of Peace – ‘And the God of peace will be with you.’
Season of mists and mellow fruitfulness,
Close bosom-friend of the maturing sun;
Conspiring with him how to load and bless
With fruit the vines that round the thatch-eves run…
Keats’ season of mists was also a season of fruitfulness….