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Red Leaves Dying
by Debra Burgess Laying upon the ground where I walked, I saw leaves of red which had fallen from nearby trees. Their beauty was incredible and it just seemed wrong that in their glory they would fall to the ground and die. Looking closer at these, I felt my heart break because I could see in them the sacrifice of my King. He was in His prime, young, in his thirties. He healed every sickness and disease. Loving everyone He met. Giving Himself away. Feeding the hungry. Teaching those who desired to know Him. Binging the dead back to life. He shared of Himself every good thing we as people long for butwe as people, failed to recognize the answer to our prayers. We took this beauty, this hope, this answer for our very lives and hung Him on a tree. He didn't have to, but He chose to let us do this, knowing what it would bring forth. Joh 12:24 I assure you, most solemnly I tell you, Unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains [just one grain; it never becomes more but lives] by itself alone. But if it dies, it produces many others and yields a rich harvest. I love to encourage the heart of people to be who they are meant to be in Christ, individually made and uniquely designed. www.debrabee.org Email: [email protected] Article Source: http://www.faithwriters.com |