we are all trees

beware, i'm waxing poetic.

Once upon a time i looked out my bedroom window on a beautiful vision of fall foliage. I thought "who will walk with me on this brisk autumn evening in the setting sun enjoying the lovelies of nature?" My mind has never come up so blank. The busy people that we college students are, we are rarely able to come up with a common free hour. Thus alone with my earphones i set out on a leaf hunting trip. Here is my catch of the day:Who hasn't gone on a leaf hunting trip with out diving head first into their deepest concerns and worries and gushy mushy stuff at the same time? Well i certainly haven't.

The leaves were so bright and so beautiful and so so awesome. God has given us so many wonders to teach us things. We would never notice those colors if the trees were always mustard yellow. We find the beauty in the changing of the leaves. The difference makes us stare and leaf hunt. The contrast to "normalcy" makes us look.

we are all trees. Change comes and we get all bright and beautiful. But then our leaves fall off. And it looks like we're going to die. We are stripped bare and we look terrible. We can't see anything but snow in sight. Then one day the sun comes out and new beautiful green buds appear and we're alive again.

i'm in the fall of my life. College was good, BYU was all and all pretty awesome. my leaves are that beautiful red that you can't stop looking at. But now my leaves are falling off. I don't know if i'll get them back. I should have faith but i'm just a tree.

Can't i just keep a few of those red leaves forever? is that too much to ask?