October has begun and I rejoice, for this month, my son will celebrate another birthday . . . animals will be blessed on the grounds of the church I pastor . . . World Communion Sunday will be celebrated by congregations all over our planet . . . leaves will deepen their fall colors into glorious blasts of yellow and orange and a deep purple-maroon color I have no name for . . . the cool fall air will invigorate us all here in the mountains for a last blast of frenetic activity before winter comes . . . and I will stand outside and breathe in until my lungs can’t hold anymore and then I shall breathe in some more, seeking to hold to the cool clean beauty of an autumn day . . . and I will be blessed.