Change

 

The tree outside my window is changing. It’s an Autumn Purple Ash, and the leaves turn from summer’s green to yellow, to red, and then to a dark ashy purple before they fall to the ground. At the moment, it’s red on the outer branches with yellow underneath, highlighted with a few green leaves remaining unchanged.

I believe the leaves are representative of our lives. We enter the world green and untested; pure and innocent. Chilly nights cause the green to lighten to yellow as our individual personalities take shape, and then to red as the harsh realities of experience deepen our character. Finally the red evolves to a deep purple before strong winds send our bodies to the earth and our souls to their final destination.

Every leaf is designed to go through the process, and each stage is beautiful to God. He sees where we’ve been and where we’re headed, all in the exquisite colors of our lives. The red of our knowledge rests next to the stubborn green of our refusal to change.

He loves each phase, because added together they make up who we are. Without our experiences of joy and pain we would be colorless, lifeless even. Every encounter we have influences us in a different way, shaping the tree that is us.

About cewaterman

I love God, my family, and writing--in that order. I live in Colorado, and I like to play golf, hike (not 14'ers, that's my husband's passion), and generally enjoy the beautiful scenery that God created. I have two beautiful daughters, three wonderful grandchildren, and a husband who has loved me well for over thirty years. I am truly blessed. I love encouraging people on the journey to becoming what God created them to be, including myself!
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4 Responses to Change

  1. Lori Norwood says:

    Good word Chris, we are the clay! Oh by the way, congratulations on your new addition!!!

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  2. poling58 says:

    As I was racking up the debris from my side yard, seeing all that left behind by Hurricane Matthew, a thought came to me…..It is how God recycle the earth, the wind blow off dead branches and move pollen throughout.

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