Luke 12: 27-28
Consider how the lilies grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you, O you of little faith? NIV
It’s Fall. I love every season, but, I think that I love Fall the best.
In the part of the country where I grew up, the leaves don’t turn. The first day of Fall is just another day on the calendar.
But now, I live where the leaves do turn … wondrous glorious colors.
The first fall that I lived here, on one of those gorgeous mornings, I spent some time with a lovely, Christian woman. I was dumbfounded at how beautiful the trees were … for her, it was “old hat.” She had grown up in the North, and couldn’t imagine not having Fall. When she explained her theory of Fall, I was even more amazed, and I’ve never forgotten it.
She said that once, when she was younger, growing up in Michigan, they’d had a very early snow fall. It was so early, that the leaves were all still green. She explained that the snow coated the trees and all their leaves and the results were disastrous. She explained how branches had broken, and the town was without power for days, and how it took the trees quite some time to recover.
She said it was at that point that she realized that God had to get the leaves off the trees before winter, and, it was also then that she realized what a show He makes of it … all for our benefit.
He takes a task that must be done, and turns it into wonder. I love that.
God cares for us. He delights in us. He wants us to delight in His creations. If he is willing to invest that kind of creativity in trees and flowers which come and go so quickly, and which He did not gift with eternal life … how much more must He care for us? I can’t measure it.
God’s love is boundless … without worries.
That’s what I’ll think about today.