The Falling Leaf

It is the seasons for leaves to fall.  All around us they are turning loose of where they have been for a place never before known.  Since early Spring these falling leaves have been at home high above.  They have adorned the high landscape with lush green and provided shade on hot summer days.  They have pulled life giving energy from the dirt beneath them, the rain that has washed over them, and the sun which has always been present above them.  Would that they could choose, it would be a forever season for them.  However, in the creation there are no forever seasons except for the season of change.    

Midst the falling leaves, we mortals live out our seasons.  We, too, might look back over the span of our years, or perhaps, the one in which we live and wish for a forever season.  There have been days for all of us when we have thought that life would be a wonderful thing indeed if every day could be like today. Long ago we learned that there are more than the four seasons which turn the pages of our printed calendars.  There are, instead, the seasons which provide for us a panoramic journey through life.  We live midst the seasons of love and loss, the seasons of poverty and abundance, the seasons of crowded community and simple solitude, the seasons of hanging on and turning loose.  

Life is filled with more seasons than the list can handle and each one enriches us and prepares us for the most perfect day which is today.  Even as there is reason for the falling leaves, so is there reason behind each moment we live.  As we live them each to the fullest, we fulfill the plan of the one whose Word brought us into being.  No season is a waste and no soul is expendable within the divine plan which is filled with a creative light that always prevails and issues into life.