If Ever

If ever there was a day that the Lord hath made.  Maybe today.  Friday.  The day we all had been looking for.  After a few weeks of so much activity, both good and not so.  Today was the day.

As I gazed out the window from my office I saw the trees in the next door neighbors yard.  These trees could be described as my dear friend recently sang, "and the trees dripped of butterscotch".  Pretty good description of the golden locust trees all over town.  The branches droop groundward as the leaves turn an amazing golden color.  On a day like today, chilly morning, warm afternoon, trees know the signal.  The downward rain of leaves float toward their destination as gently as a baby's breath.  The carpet of color that covers the ground in a very serious manner says that the cold nights will extend into the depth of the day. 

A day special.  The 34th anniversary of the birth of my dear friend Jenn.  Wanna go to lunch?  Naw!  I just want to walk.  Walk, talk, speak of the wonders of the Lord.  So walk we did.  The trees are still doing their thing.  More beautiful than ever. 

On my way to pick up my "fine figure of a man" from work, I looked in my rear view mirror.  The town, in all its color and majesty was highlighted in this "rear view".  For two days I have noticed the color, texture and beauty of this small little town in Fall time color.  The view from the rear view mirror was a gentle reminder that when looking upon past things, past memories, past life, it can be seen as beautiful with the different textures and colors of events past. 

So as Fall comes to an end and as the leaves "fall" quietly to the ground, remember that all things pass away.  Not because we want them to but because that is how God created.