Autumn Leaves

Looking out our lounge room window toward the backyard there is an array of colour breaking out, much like this. The changing of the seasons brings with it a glorious visual evidence.

On the other hand, when we allow our hearts and minds to be seasoned with God's grace, we too experience a glorious inner evidence of change that eventually has a way of surfacing in our character and deeds.

Here's a poem I wrote today as I pondered the external evidence of autumn and praised God for seasoning us with daily graces.

Leaves, leaves falling down
Like a blanket on the ground.
Red and yellow, gold and brown;
Falling softly without a sound.

Lord, I love the autumn season
Created by you for very good reason.
Fall on me with Your gentle Spirit

That I may live with holy merit.