Sabbath in Late Fall
For everything there is a season…
Sometimes on the Sabbath
all you can do is
settle into the soft body of yourself
and listen to what it says.
Listen to
the exhaustion that is deeper than tiredness
the hunger that is for more than food
the thirst that is for more than drink
the longing for comfort that is more than physical.
On the Sabbath
body and soul reach out for time of a different sort
time that is full of space rather than activity:
time to watch the burning bush in your own back yard…
the movement of the wind among bare branches…
the last leaf that clings to the branch before its final letting go.
Letting go is hard,
letting go of that which no longer works
that which no longer brings joy and meaning
that which is no longer full of life.
It seems cruel
That something that used to be so beautiful
should fall to the ground
sinking into the earthy mud along with everything else that is dying,
no longer recognizable for what it used to be.
It seems cruel but it is the way of things.
One generation gives its life for the next.
One season slips away so another can come.
One crop of fruit falls from the tree so that more can be borne.
One wave recedes while another gathers strength
to crash upon the shore.
It seems cruel
but it is the rhythm of things
And rhythm has its own beauty.
© Ruth Haley Barton 2013. Not to be reproduced without permission.
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This is beautiful.
I am always blessed by reading your articles and often, I share it with my co-pastors’ wives.
May I share this by including it in a print out I am giving out to the women that I am leading?
I lead a ministry team of women from our church.
Thank you Ruth. The letting go can be so terrifying that one can become stuck in hanging on when it is long past time to let go. The autumn winds help that last leaf to float to the ground and end its ‘stuck’ condition, just as God allows winds of change to remove unfruitful elements that we determinedly resolve to give new life to – resuscitate to continue to be part of our lives. Surrendering all into the open hands and loving heart of our heavenly Father knowing that only He can bring true, lasting life that will endure all storms/seasons we encounter. He is trustworthy and faithful.
Amen to that!
This beautiful Poem is so Timely. I have felt sad about the baren trees in the snow coming. God just spoke to me though Lectio that he wants me to “sing a new song of Praise” and to welcome a new season life in ministry and parenting my kids (as they are getting older (9, and 12)). I had not made a connection between the seasons changing and what God was calling me to. Your poem brought them togetherIt was a gift from God at just the right time. Thanks!
I wonder if Jesus thought thoughts like this before telling his disciples, “It is necessary that I go, so that the Spirit may come.”
Beautiful. thank you
Just how I feel but could not put it into words….
Sp glad….poetry expresses things other ways of putting words together just can’t!
Thank you for such beautifully chosen and ordered words.
Wow just what I needed to hear this morning! Thank you Ruth!!!
You’re welcome!
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Thank you for printing Sabbath In Late Fall. Great way to start this day.
So glad!
So so beautiful. thank you! what a wonderful way to start a new week.
blessings,
beth
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thank you, once again, Ruth, for blessing my heart. I have read your book but being reminded of this poem again refreshes my soul.
Wow, beautiful words and imagery, thanks! I’ve been in a similarly reflective mood the past few weeks, thinking of how watching leaves falling is such a beautiful form of dying and letting go, so invitational. For what it’s worth, I tried my hand at a similar reflection, but I like yours better 🙂
http://messysaint.blogspot.com/2015/10/let-go-little-leaf.html
Aww…you are too kind! 🙂 Yours is great, too!
I like yours, too. Thanks for sharing!
A beautiful, timely, deep reflection. I am on holidays but keep adding things to my ‘to do list’ for when I arrive home. Perhaps it’s time to let go of expectations and let a rhythm of grace determine the flow of my days, weeks, months. Letting go is about breaking free from those expectations and trusting God with my agenda. It is taking me a lifetime to learn this.
“Letting go is hard,
letting go of that which no longer works
that which no longer brings joy and meaning
that which is no longer full of life.”
These words are ringing loudly in my heart. Sitting with these words and what God is calling me to let go of.
Thank you!
Letting go is rightly seen, not as watching something or someone simply drift away, but as an active offering up to the One to whom the cherished belongs despite the length of time we were given to caretake. Gifts can be placed only in open hands.
I am learning to let go of everything and this has been a difficult season the past few months….I am excited to see where God takes my heart with new rhythms and anticipate the next season of my life….silence and solitude are needed in my soul….thank you for sharing this classic poem again.
Solitude and silence are good ways to practice letting go–even for a little while. Then when the bigger letting-go’s come, we know how because we have practiced. I’m glad that even though this season is difficult, you are also experiencing a sense of anticipation.
thamk you Ruth….reading as I sit in the quiet. sibyl
So I ended up being one of those persons who was retired but who took pleasure in being more active than before. Not sure what I was trying to prove. But it is clear that I was not wanting to let the leaf fall! Then I had a frightening trip to the hospital and started considering mortality and the most important things–most of which were not getting attention due to my post-retirement busy-ness. Thanks be to God, I did recover physically stronger and mentally wiser. Since then I have been letting leaves fall and life is good and seems to be what it was meant to be in the final season. I love this reflection and will use it for myself and also in spiritual direction sessions with others,
Thank you for this honest response…a very concrete example of how hard letting go can be, but also how good. Bless you…
One generation gives its life for the next . I just lost two aunts and my mom and part of me felt like they had to move on in order for me to grow spiritually, sounds crazy but God used that difficult time to draw me closer to Him. Those women gave so much of themselves for the next generation, but I still question why they died within a year and a half of each other? They were my spiritual director.
Sorry you lost so much in such a short time..l relate to that
Beautifully written…deeply encouraging
Beautiful. Thanks Ruth… and all! It’s so easy when isolated in the busy crowd to forget the wisdom of your words. In the midst of letting go… this truly is a life-giving community. Grace and peace to all.
Thank you, Ruth:
Nothing says it better than a poem.
And nothing helps me take Sabbath better than reading poetry.
Thanks be to God!
My sentiments exactly.
I am learning to quiet down and just be ith God.
Thank God for change. I wouldn’t want to be the same as I was and never see the person I am going to be.
Simply beautiful. Thank you!
My friend is dying of advanced stage cancer…letting go..
Tomorrow my church has their”Novembering” service to remember those who have gone before us…i love this rhythm..stop pay attention,, listen to what the spirit is saying…thank you for bringing me back to my real home
Thank you. That was beautiful. It fed my soul.
Yes and amen, Ruth.
And I see the need for a month of Sabbath, His invitation to let my striving cease, a sabbatical after 5 1/2 years of blogging.
http://creeksideministries.blogspot.com/2013/11/later-my-friend.html
This question stays with me as I let go of so much that defines me. ‘Is our commitment to God deep enough to risk everything?’
And I say ‘yes.’ Absolutely.
Good for you! Blessings…
“time to watch the burning bush in your own backyard…”
This is haunting and convicting and inviting all at once–but before it has time to register deeply on my heart, the cacophony of voices in my head begins: “One day you’ll get there. But have you seen your ‘to do’ list TODAY?” “No one lives like that–okay, except under-achieving oddballs!” “Who has time for THAT?!?!”
Busyness, being “effective,” getting stuff done–just a different kind of crack or meth.
May God help us to SEE. And then grant the grace and steel will needed to STOP.
Len I felt like what you wrote was exactly what I was thinking and feeling! My day is going to be different now….in a most excellent way!
Len, and Margaret, thanks! It’s so easy when isolated in the busy crowd to forget the wisdom of your words. – Len Delony;-)
Wow Jesus give me eyes to see
This is so beautiful.