It’s autumn, and the chilly mornings are followed by warm sunny afternoons in the Garden. The trees are starting to change colour, and God’s world is revealing new beauties. “The trees are about to show us how lovely it is to let go” (author unknown). It occurs to me that this is the logical follow-up to a summer (or life stage) of growth and fruit. There is an ending, and there is a beginning. The autumn leaves fall from the trees, and the new leaf buds can form, then open in the spring.
However, there are some trees that do not let their dead leaves fall. They hang there, ragged and dry and brown, all winter. When the spring arrives, the old leaves are forced off the branches by the swelling buds. I don’t really want to be like that - I want to eagerly let go of those things whose time is past, and wait through the winter, getting ready in hidden ways until the spring should burst forth on the earth and in me. Then it will be revealed what God has wrought through the quiet, seemingly dead time under a blanket of snow, through storms, wind and rain.
God will surprise me with what is contained in my new beginning, in my new season, and it will be GOOD!
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