Some view Autumn as a depressing time of year as the plants and flowers slowly die or go into hibernation. Others, like me, see this as a reminder. A reminder of how important each day and moment are. Eventually we all go to sleep for a time or die. I think of the decade lost in grief, depression, and searching after Heidi disappeared as a spiritual slumber. Similar to the hosta plant, once alive, but asleep for a season.
Thankfully my spring came through the words of a child, "Mrs. Buske you need Jesus." He was so right. In upstate New York we might have to wait six months or more to see the rebirth but with Jesus it is instantanious. We don't need to be leaves blowing around in the wind for months or plants that die, we have the opportunity to live and be reborn.
As you watch the leaves swirl and dance about you this year remember there is always hope and an opportunity to live again. It is as simple as "Jesus, I have sinned. I believe you died on the cross for me. I choose to live for you and do my best not to sin anymore. Amen." A new spiritual life doesn't need to wait until spring...it is available twenty-four hours a day, seven days a week. How cool is that!
What do you think about during this crisp and colorful time of year?