MEMORY -
The moment Peter left this world and entered a new, it was pure beauty. A beauty of surrender, a beauty of peace and a beauty of freedom. The Fall season brings about memories of Pete's final moments.
Weeks after Peter's passing, the tree in the front yard began changing colors. Dozens upon dozens of dead leaves changed their colors and began detaching themselves from life as we know it. How could something so sad be so beautiful? The dying experience is VERY similar to that of fallen leaves. They change their form, they let go and they fall gracefully to the ground, leaving a blanket of beauty for all to enjoy. Peter demonstrated a great deal of beauty last Fall. He detached from his humanly self, let go and gracefully fell into the arms of love.
APPLICATION -
I walked outside today and caught a glance of the tree in the front yard. Flashbacks of last years Fall Season flooded my mind. It was a season of great sadness, remorse and emptiness, until I remembered that swirl of leaves that changed my outlook on death. The most perfect little Fall leaf landed right in front of me. I took it inside, placed it on my desk and decided it was time to send out my Volunteer papers for Hospice. I am ready to experience "Fall" all year long.
REFLECTION -
FALLING leaves is a beautiful thing, but FALLING into the arms of Jesus is beyond any beauty we could ever imagine.
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