Autumn

I was thinking as I walked the other day, about Autumn. It's been my favorite season as long as I can remember. It was my dad's too. I started wondering why.

Well, my birthday is officially in Summer...but we all know that by Sept. 20th, it legally should be Fall. There's the pretty colors. The crisp air. The anticipation of the holidays.

Then, I began thinking about how the leaves fall from the trees. Beautiful as they are, it makes the trees barren and gloomy. I really dislike Halloween too. So, I started thinking again, "Why Fall?".

It hit me as I walked along Bruston Avenue.

It's the beginning of new things.

Spring really isn't.

FALL IS!

There couldn't be any new leaves, any new growth if the trees didn't release the old ones! There could not be any new grass if the old grass didn't die.

Sorta like Jesus.

He's Autumn.

I feel like dropping my old leaves and lying dormant for my rebirth in Spring. I need to make room for the new leaves.

The old leaves no longer work...they are dead...

Hopefully, I've used them to the tips of their worth.

Now, is a time for change.

Much like those trees that stand frozen in Winter, I'll await the new buds of life to pop up and make me colorful again.

And just like those trees, it always takes time. I have no REAL control over the process. I need to allow God to do it in His time. I just have to be open to, and embrace the changes as they happen.