Turning Over a New Leaf

The turning of the leaves, differing shades of yellow, hues of red and layers of brown – God’s signature signs of fall swirling into winter. We control none of it. No matter how much we rake and gather the leaves on the ground, they continue to release their hold and descend, letting go. Falling. Even in the dying there is beauty. In the surrender there is regeneration. In the decline there is rising to new life.