Autumn is upon us. We feel it in the bite of the early morning air. We hear it in the crunch of leaves underfoot. We see it in the changing colors of the leaves. We smell it in the burning of wood stoves. We taste it in spicy pumpkin pie.
I love autumn. Harvest time is close at hand. Though I'm not a farmer, I have always appreciated the idea of harvest and its symbolism. As I look back over the first nine months of this year, I wonder what I have harvested. Have I harvested closer relationships with family and friends? Some. Have I harvested growing closer to the Savior? Again, some. Have I harvested greater understanding of myself? Once again, some.
Certainly I have not harvested everything I wanted to. Laziness, selfishness, and a couple of other nasty "nesses" prevented me from harvesting all that I wanted.
(As I re-read the last paragraph, I realized I did harvest things in my laziness and selfishness. That that harvest was negative does not mean that I didn't reap what I sowed.)
The law of the harvest is absolute. There is no getting around it. Except, and this is one of those great big excepts, except by the Savior's atonement. Only with His atonement can I fix what is wrong in my life.
So, for today, I am grateful for harvest time. I am always grateful for the atonement of the Lord.