The Sater family would like to invite members and friends of our church to come together to enjoy an afternoon at the Sater Wildcat Hollow Park on Sunday, October 11 at 4 p.m. We will enjoy a hayride, bonfire, hiking trails, and corn hole games on what we hope will be a beautiful October afternoon. The Saters are providing hot dogs and the Christian Education Committee will provide drinks and buns. Mark your calendars now and plan on coming out to enjoy fellowship and fun! Special thanks to the Saters for making this day possible for our church family!
Our Junior-Senior High Youth Group will be having “Brats Fall-Fest” Sunday, October 18th after worship in Westminster House. Menu: Grilled Bratwursts and Hot dogs, Potato Chips, Baked Beans, Dessert, and Drinks. Suggested Donation: $5.00 (Adult); $3.00 (children 12 and under).
“For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven.” Ecclesiastes 3:1 (NRSV)
Fall is a season for balancing light and dark, letting go, and accepting the impermanence of things. As we watch leaves fluttering to the ground in the fall, we are reminded that nature’s cycles are mirrored in our lives.
As a mindfulness practice, give yourself the gift of spending some quality time outdoors in nature during the coming weeks. Observe how the trees that change with the seasons don’t struggle to hold on to foliage. They need release in order to be complete in their cycle of growth, preparing for what comes next in their evolution as a “tree”.
This month I want to share with you a piece by author and educator Parker Palmer: “What Autumn Teaches Us.” I believe that Palmer speaks to us as individuals but also to us as a church in this season of transition.
Yours in Christ,
What Autumn Teaches Us 
Autumn is a season of great beauty, but is also a season of decline: the days grow shorter, the light is suffused, and summer’s abundance decays toward winter’s death. Faced with this inevitable winter, what does nature do in autumn? She scatters the seeds that will bring new growth in the spring - and she scatters them with amazing abandon.
In my own experience of autumn, I am rarely aware that seeds are being planted. In the autumnal events of my own experience, I am easily fixated on surface experiences - on the decline of meaning, the decay of relationships, the death of a vocation. And yet, if I look more deeply, I may see the myriad possibilities being planted to bear fruit in some season yet to come.
In retrospect, I can see in my own life what I could not see at the time - how the job I lost helped me find work I needed to do, how the 'road closed' sign turned me toward terrain I needed to travel, how losses that felt irredeemable forced me to discern meanings I needed to know. On the surface it seemed that life was lessening, but silently and lavishly the seeds of new life were always being sewn.
Autumn constantly reminds me that my daily dyings are necessary precursors to new life. If I try to “make” a life that defies the diminishments of autumn, the life I end up with will be artificial, at best, and utterly colorless as well. But when I yield to the endless interplay of living and dying, dying and living, the life I am given will be real and colorful, fruitful and whole.
 Parker Palmer, Let Your Life Speak: Listening for the Voice of Vocation (New York: John Wiley and Sons, 2000), 98-100.