JK Rowling's Autumn

J K Rowling

“Autumn seemed to arrive suddenly that year.

The morning of the first September was crisp 

and golden as an apple...”

Harry Potter and the Deadly Hallows

Oh the gift of the story teller!  And Rowling flat out does it.  The sudden change of seasons signals foreshadows that we are off on the trail of Harry Potter INC. one more time.  The Irish--with apologies to this Brit--talk of the "thin air," or places where the supernatural enters the natural order. Such is the heart beat of the timeless story, the myth to carries us toward the source of life.  How ironic that in areas of "thin air" we hold our breath, then breathe deeply, and finally enter a place of new life altogether. 

How long does it take us to realize that what we live as Christians has the same power and more--and just happens to be true?  That was CS Lewis' claim to fame.  He too loved and wrote the master stories in which his characters entered a sacred place because it held their lives up to divinity that plays out in the supernatural world--so we can behold it in the real day to day world. St. Paul called it the fullness of time, in Galatians, as the birth of Jesus opened the way for the second birth of all people.