This is my favorite link-up. It’s a place where people from all over the world write for 5 minutes without looking back. We pour out our hearts, about our journeys. It’s not always pretty. Life is messy. But there’s beauty in the mess. God is writing our stories for His glory, so we write and link up to our Five Minute Friday community on Lisa-Jo Baker’s blog.
One of the amazing things about where we live, is the lake framed by the brilliant colors of trees in the Fall. The view is breathtaking. To see different hues of the leaves as they dance in the breeze. Amazing.
And a great teaching moment with my daughter.
While she witnessed everything at the age of 3, she is really grasping concepts at 4. Questions abound. All. Day. Long. But I love it.
The topic of trees has been a popular one since we saw a banner as we drove through town over the Summer with falling leaves. Now that was confusing. Leaves falling usually means Fall. But it was Summertime. Maybe they were planning ahead? Regardless, we talked about how trees blossom and grow during the Spring and Summer, their leaves change color as they get ready to fall off the tree, and then the tree “goes to sleep” during the winter months.
And she cried. Not like hard cry. But quiet and teary.
I was not expecting that. She didn’t want the leaves to fall off the trees. She didn’t want them to die. But they have to die and fall off for the new buds to form.
And then it hit me. How many times do I mourn and get discouraged when the Lord is pruning away the dead parts of my life? I usually don’t even realize they are old or dying because they still look bright and brilliant to me. But God can see the big picture. He knows those are the parts that need to be cut away in order for new growth to appear. And I am thankful for the pruning after the fact, even though the process is painful.