One day I walked by and couldn't help but snap a pic of these yellow beauties. They stood so gloriously after months and months of being clothed in the same shade of green.
Yet just as soon as they put on those gorgeous yellow dresses, I walked by a few days later and found only a few leaves still hanging on.
I admired this yellow beauty in front of my house for just a few days, as well.
And now she stands almost bare in front of me, with the few remaining pretty yellow leaves turned brown or fallen on the ground. It reminds me of times I anticipated a vacation or an event so much, and then it all happened so quickly and soon became a memory before I knew it. I think I enjoyed the anticipation more than the actual event, and I only hoped that I enjoyed it as much as I had hoped. But isn't that what the seasons teach us? To anticipate the gift of what's ahead, to savor the moment we're in, and to cherish the memories we made, the relationships we built, and the lessons we learned.
It's a reminder that we can't control the seasons or dictate how long they last. But we can appreciate them and savor them while they're here. We can't hang on to them past their appointed time, no matter how hard we try. They're meant for our enjoyment, our admiration, our pleasure, but they're not meant to stay forever. We can anticipate their arrival and accept their departure, knowing a new season will be upon us soon with new treasures to enjoy and admire, new signs of a Creator who designed this earth for us to seek and find Him. It's also a reminder that hard seasons have an appointed time, as well, and will usher us into a new season soon.
What matters most is that we seek to find God in every season so when we look back, we cherish every one of His fingerprints we found.
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