Behind You

In my backyard, I see this: It’s my favorite view–the golden sunlight on the golden trees–and I just stand there in the kitchen looking out back in silence.

This backyard view of what’s behind all my living grants me a moment of worship because God has turned what’s behind me–all that past–into pure gold. The memories of my whole life shape a landscape that transform into something beautiful like this. Over time, any difficult thing slowly dies and falls away from the branches of my heart.

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  1. What a refreshing way to describe memories! In Texas, leaves have not changed — usually right after Halloween — for about one week, if we don't get wind or rain. 🙂

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