I’m always in transition, but this season it is more obvious – leaves turning from green to yellow to orange and red. The leaves furthest from the trunk tend to be the first to turn, those more exposed to the elements. In a couple of weeks, I will be ablaze with color. Perhaps that will be my most beautiful season, but it also means losing all the leaves I’ve been producing for months! They have reached the end and will shrivel, turn loose and fall to the ground – dead.
Soon my branches will be bare, ready to face the cold winds, snow, ice or whatever comes. But I am not dead. I’m simply resting after all the work of spring and summer. It is the rhythm that has sustained me for many years, the cycle of giving life, fulfilling my purpose, displaying splendid beauty and then resting.
I’m fulfilling the purpose God gave me by being the best tree I can be. Perhaps someone will cut me down and use my wood to make a useful piece of furniture. Even in that I have value. Or one day I will fall over due to my advanced age. Until then, I’ll be the best maple tree I can be and thus give glory to my Creator.
Soon my branches will be bare, ready to face the cold winds, snow, ice or whatever comes. But I am not dead. I’m simply resting after all the work of spring and summer. It is the rhythm that has sustained me for many years, the cycle of giving life, fulfilling my purpose, displaying splendid beauty and then resting.
I’m fulfilling the purpose God gave me by being the best tree I can be. Perhaps someone will cut me down and use my wood to make a useful piece of furniture. Even in that I have value. Or one day I will fall over due to my advanced age. Until then, I’ll be the best maple tree I can be and thus give glory to my Creator.
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