Seasons of Change

   Yesterday, I was driving along and noticed that the leaves are beginning the changing of their colors for fall.  I saw the beginnings of what will be vibrant reds, yellows, purples, and orange shades, providing the weather isn’t to rainy in a few weeks. This time of year excites me more than I can even describe!  I’m reminded of the death, burial and resurrection of Jesus, when I see the leaves changing.  Just as the leaves submit to the will of the season, Christ, submitted to the will of his Father. This changed his life  just as it changes the leaves and what seems like death on the cross or death to the leaves who do eventually turn brown, crunchy and fall from the trees, brings forth the avenue for renewed life in the spring. I don’t know if this makes sense to you,  to me it is a soft  whisper in the ear from my creator that says” every created thing breathes my name”. Another thing that this time of year seems to whisper to me is, “Unless a grain of wheat fall into the ground and die it abides  alone”.John 12:24.  If the leaves did not submit to the changing of the seasons there would be no avenue to the wonderful awakening of spring time. Blossoms and fruit in the trees would have no where to bare their fruit and spread their beauty.  Had Christ not submitted to death on the cross ( and Praise God HE did ) we would have no avenue to the renewal of life in Jesus Christ. We would have no way to reach the eternal life that is ours through Jesus’ sacrifice on that ugly, brown, rugged cross. Yes the leaves are changing in my part of the world ( North Carolina) and  whisper is in the air.