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.
Lessons From a Golden Retriever
In the tension of the tug-of-war between dog and child, I think of my relationships today, living in just enough creative tension to promote surprise and growth. As my children return to college for their senior year, the push and pull of our relationships naturally play out amidst my desire to make time stand still. I feel like I’m still learning from Lucky as I navigate this push and pull