When Things Fall

It’s so bright out here as the sun arrives unobstructed. All the bright autumn leaves–those gold, burgundy, orange, and chocolate leaves–descended with last night’s wind. 

It’s stark. It’s empty. 

But I’ve been here before: God brings the empty and the bare so light shines best, unobstructed. I know His warm light in my soul, my Light of the World, when all the leaves fall. 

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