Every fall, I find myself captivated by the bold and beautiful colors of the leaves on the tree just outside my window. It’s breathtaking, especially when the amber hues of a sleepy sun set it ablaze with colors even more beautiful and fiery.  

I pray that as I enter the later seasons of my life that I am like the leaves on that tree–set ablaze by God’s Own Glory as I complete the purposes He himself wrote on my heart before I was born.

And having completed the work He assigned me, I pray that The Father Himself will be my partner as I gracefully dance and twirl my way back to the dust from which I came.

Amen and Ehmen.