I was looking at all the colors of the fall in St. Louis this year. Brilliant reds, yellows and oranges brighten the hillsides as I was driving home today.
The thought that came to mind was how beautiful dying looks. I am called to die with Christ in order to bare fruit.
John 12:24. “Amen, amen, I say to you, unless a grain of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains just a grain of wheat; but if it dies, it produces much fruit.”
In life I have had those moments of dying and detaching myself from my will so that I could grow in God’s will. By going through the seasons in my life I could grow and be rejuvenated.
And as I age I can see the beauty in the crosses much better than I could as a younger person. As I detach from this world to focus on the kingdom of God. The kingdom is lived starting now when I see God’s purpose.
I started thinking about the wisdom of my friend who says it is easier to evangelize as she gets older. There are more years behind her than years ahead is her logic. No time to be politically correct, no time to worry what others will think only time to live the truth. Only time to live in the kingdom now. Made me think how beautiful aging is, very colorful and brilliant.
The photos are from my front yard. It don’t really capture the real beauty.
My reflections always takes me to new places. Grateful for all the opportunities God has given me to die to self. Grateful for the unique colors in my life. Grateful to know there is a resurrection.