Green yields to red
Red to orange
The sunburst colors of a sunset
Now set out in the changing and falling
of the leaves.
I love watching the colors of the trees change this time of the year. The deep greens yielding to the brightest colors of reds, yellows, and oranges. The trees changing and transforming before our eyes.
It often literally takes my breath away as I drive down the highway. Coming over the hill, deep in the valley, the shades of red, orange, and yellow spread out across the land. It is yet another sign of the changing of the seasons.
Soon the colors begin to fall to the ground and we are left with barren trees. Fall yielding to Winter; Winter then yielding to Spring; Spring to Summer; and then Summer back to Fall again. It is a continuous cycle of the beauty of God’s amazing creation. It reminds me of how God changes and transforms all of us.
In this Fall season, I am thankful for how far I have come over the last six months. I see the ways God has been moving in my life; how the Holy Spirit has been moving and breathing in my own life. I see where my cracks are now covered in gold lacquer like in the Japanese art form of kintsugi. I stand here knowing that I have been transformed in new and amazing ways. I had to be broken down in order to be built back up. And now I am whole again; but just a little bit more wary and fragile because of where I have been.
Our God is a God of renewal and transformation that walks with us and continually transforms us in the midst of jagged grace. For it is in those seasons of jagged grace, that we are blessed again and again through the waiting, renewal and resurrection of our own stories. It is in this very same place where we are again and again also reminded of who and whose we are. In other words, we carry our own beautiful colors of the changing leaves of Fall.
I miss Fall and all the beauty and reflection it brings. I love how you described it. I can remember the change of colors from when we lived in Ohio. It will be interesting to move and experience seasons again. They are so important and a way to remind us that time is passing and life is changing.
I can hardly imagine living in an area where you don’t really experience the seasons.
You had me at Fall! 😉 But this… THIS is my favorite: “I stand here knowing that I have been transformed in new and amazing ways. I had to be broken down in order to be built back up. And now I am whole again”
(Insert slow clap here!)
So proud of you, friend!
I thought I might have you at Fall! Thanks friend! xoxo
Ah…the broken – the transformation is always better! xo
This is so beautiful, Tara! I’m so glad I stopped by this evening. I love this description: “…we carry our own beautiful colors of the changing leaves of Fall.” Beautiful!
Blessings to you! xoxo
Thank You! Blessings to you too! xoxo
The changing seasons are a perfect reminder that seasons of life change too, and that often the times of brokenness are necessary in order to get to the times of beauty.
I love fall for this reason – such a tangible reminder of God’s wisdom in seasons and cycles…. This image is beautiful, Tara!