evidence of death

that's what autumn is, really.

but it's a beautiful, divinely created, God-glorifying evidence.

in a geographical location dominated by evergreens, it's a treat to see a tree that actually exhibits the current season. (i always think of moscow, idaho for this reason...streets lined with myraids of autumn-happy trees). but there's a (note: 1, uno, single, solitary) maple decorating the house directly across from us that is doing just that, and i confess that i somehow manage to have covetous feelings for that tree. don't know how it's possible to want someone else's tree, but there it is. :)

no, i don't really want to transplant that tree into my yard, not really. i just really enjoy looking at it. it smiles at us through our kitchen window, and i say a little prayer for it, that it might be a strong and glorious tree for Christ, blessing the neighborhood with its brilliance.

this season reminds me how God works in our life...how, in Christ, we constantly are showing evidences of death, the old man being put to death daily, bearing that cross. and this death is beautiful in God's eyes, because He knows what comes next... and He's preparing the Banquet. this is the death that makes way for radiant, exhuberant Life.



the pictures don't do it justice...one of these days i'm going to walk over there and get a close up of those leaves.