God of the seasons,
it was you who danced across the soil
as seeds were planted,
and whispered to the ground
that you would provide all
that was needed for growth.
You promised nourishment and warmth
that the fruits of the earth
might burst to life.
You were to be found relaxing in the heat,
or sprinkling rain to refresh thirsty life.
Warming the air
You encouraged new shoots
to make their way
upwards and outwards
to become the fruits
sought in Autumn.
Celebrating Harvest with us
we wonder at how you have encouraged us
to be part of the stewardship
of the world we live in.
We bear the gifts
that you have rooted within the soil,
our work and our hearts
and bring them to Your table
for sharing beyond this building
As winter draws close
may we not dwell in the dark and cold
of the things that have not grown
and the gifts that have not been used.
Nor may we make others feel the cold
by withdrawing our love and support.
Instead may we find
you in the Autumn colours brightening our world,
reminding us of your colourful presence
in every season of our lives,
and in the twinkling lights and warming fires
that speak of your love
transforming the bleak places