I can't help but squeal with happiness when I see the tress start to change colors. It's so beautiful! I start working around the outside of the house. Raking up dead leaves. Pulling the plants out of the garden. They are all dead and to me they remind me of something beautiful. I am most beautiful when I die to myself. When I give up all control and give it over to God.
I have a soft spot in my heart for the beat up and broken. I have a place in my mind where I constantly think about the fact that Fall will bring death. The reminder that death is what has given me life is a wonderful thing. Death is a confusing time. When I hear that people have passed on I am never sure what response to have. To live is Christ. To die is gain. Sadness for us, pure joy for them.
So yes the death of the plants brings a bit of sadness to some. We know what follows it. I don't dare say! But just around the corner new life is coming. Sadness for the time being. Pure joy in the near future.
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