Daily Archives: September 9, 2003

Looking out my window, it is grey with rain.  The seagulls lift off in one huge flock as someone jogs down the path through the park across the street by the river.  Fall is coming quickly.

Our summers pass by with such speed.  I prefer the temperatures and colours that autumn brings but it seems that summer changes into autumn too, too fast.  One forgets quickly the 30 plus degrees of the hot days and nights.  Now there are quilts to be snuggled under and a fire to be lit.  There is a certain cozy pleasure in this.

Living for a time in the tropics where the variation in seasons consisted of a few degrees and a few minutes change in the heat and length of the days created in me a longing for the seasons of the northern hemishere that I grew up with.  I am a person most at home with the changing of the seasons.  Each one brings its own pleasures but it is the period of change between them that I love most.  I am full of anticipation of the next seasons best days that will be mine to enjoy just ahead.

Quickly forgotten are the long hot days when I wished for air conditioning and still far away are the cold dark nights of winter with the bitter cold that numbs to the bone.

So come autumn!  I wait for the calls of  the geese as they gather on the river and fill the evening skies over my home.  I wait for those first crisp days after a nighttime frost when the clear blue sky seems to have a certain sharpness to it.  And I wait for the turning of the greens of summer to the bright golds, oranges and browns of the fall.

My reading has brought me to the last chapters of the Gospel of Matthew.  This morning I was reading the account of the last supper and of Judas’ betrayal.  These are just some thoughts I had:

Judas Betrayal

 

Why did Judas choose to betray with a kiss? 

Was it some arrogant pride

That  caused him to say,

See, I too am one

Of the inner circle”?

 

What did he think?

That his subtle approach

To Jesus

Appearing as a friend

Would keep God from running?

 

Did he want to preserve

His self image

As a nice guy?

As right?

Expecting the Kingdom to come his way?

 

How did he see God’s ways

With his treasurers mind?

Did he see Jesus’ ways

As too utterly foreign

To usher in the Kingdom?

 

Was he just a

Regular misguided guy?

Did his heart turn to stone

Before or after

His treacherous act?

 

Could he have chosen

To repent

Following such a heinous act

Of treachery?

Or, once done, did his act seal his fate forever?