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Weekly e-Gram for members and friends of Dublin Community Church

September 24, 2010


Like everyone, I am trying to hold onto Summer.

And like everyone else, I look forward to Autumn and their colors and the crisp mornings and evenings. It’s just that I would like Autumn to be followed by May. (Perhaps move Christmas to November, I rather like that time of year.)

So, this week I looked up the exact time of Autumn’s arrival; Sept 22 at 11:09 pm. Thursday the 23rd is the first full day of Autumn. It’s pretty easy to find the exact time when you Google it. I didn’t used to pay much attention to the precise timing of seasonal change when I was younger, but for some reason it means more to me now. Not sure why.

About 15 years ago, I was in New York City during the week that Spring turned to Summer. At nearby St. John the Divine Cathedral, there was a very early morning Summer Solstice Concert. It began at about 4:30 am and the place was packed. I mean, people to the rafters. They arrived in taxis by the thousands for a church service that celebrated the beginning of Summer. There was a New Age music group, which lent a quiet and eerie background to the wonderful service.

I have no idea if New Yorkers attend worship in droves as they did this Equinox Festival, though I suspect the Solstice thing has higher attendance than the Lord’s Supper on a sunny June morning. Is it just New Yorkers’ love of theatre that brought them or is there a yearning to be closer to the movement of the seasons and the Creator that calls to the soul of the urban dweller? I do recall enjoying the service.

And if carefully counting the final minutes of Summer weren’t enough, I realized that we had a full moon but six hours later. I walk many evenings and have been tracking the nearly full moon lately. Once again, I Googled the moon phase, and found that it reaches fullness just after Autumn arrives. This morning I read (once again, using Google) that not only was it a Full Moon, but it was a Harvest Full Moon and not only that, it was a Super Harvest Full Moon.

I’ll no doubt keep that in mind when I am entering the I70/71/670 split in downtown Columbus during rush hour. It’s nice to have some linkage to the seasons, even if I have to reminisce on it while speeding along concrete and steel.

And if you want to see the driving route I follow, you can Google that too.

Peace, Rev. Bob Tussing

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