Fallen Leaves…

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Recently, on one of my walks, I was stunned at how the light played so beautifully on fallen leaves…

The wind had blown all sorts of leaves along my path, some singular, some in pairs, and some in small groups, as though waiting for their portraits… And so that’s what I did — I took their pictures. I hoped to capture their essence… These dead leaves were breathing amazing life, amazing color…while the sun cast all sorts of shadows off them…

We don’t always have gorgeous autumn colors here, but this time we did. And, although I’ve said this before in another blog entry, I’m not that fond of this season… The fall usually just reminds me of death.

My father went Home one October long ago, and yesterday so did my Aunt Hazel…and my friend Walter will be buried tomorrow…

My aunt was a feisty, beautiful, tender, outspoken, and fun-loving woman who will be missed greatly… She and my mom would talk on a regular basis, sometimes having hour-long conversations where laughter was abundant. I know she’s hanging out with Jesus now, as she had given her life to Him as a little girl, and then rededicated her life to Him while in hospice… And the Lord has been so attentive to her… One friend who visited her several time before she left for Home told me that she felt her healing would be spiritual instead of physical, and that she felt the Holy Spirit whispering, “Tell her how much I love her! Tell her I’m never going to leave her — and that I’m going to walk her through this to the other side!” And the night before she left, before any of us knew she was so close to leaving, I felt the Holy Spirit ask me to pick up the prayers for her…and so I prayed that He would minister to her in her sleep and surround her with His guardian, warrior, ministering angels — and that if He wasn’t going to heal her physically, that He would allow her to fall asleep here peacefully…and wake up in Heaven… After talking with her nurse, a fellow Believer, the next day, she said that’s exactly what happened…that it was as though she just fell asleep, that it was so peaceful as she took her last breath here, and then woke up in Heaven…

And my friend Walter… Although we weren’t close friends, we had reconnected on Facebook after being in the same foreign language class many years ago…and he even subscribed to this blog… He was intelligent and kind and savvy about all things political, especially since he worked in D.C. for our government, and all things regarding space… We had some great conversations. Our last one, a private inbox message, was about Jesus… His was an unexpected death, from complications after a surgery that would’ve been minor to most people, but he’d been in poor health… I never told him what a great person I thought he was… But I’m sure God’s let him know… I’m sure God’s told him all kinds of wonderful things up there in Heaven… Walter’s having great times now, reunited with his earthly dad and his Heavenly one… And I bet he’s astounded at the view of space from that vantage point…

Someone said once that while we’re missing folks not being here, they’re missing us not being there… I bet when we go Home, we’ll feel the same way…

But for now, for those of us left on this side, we have more Earth-living to do…to be all God’s made us to be…and to shine His Love the best we can…

And when it’s our time to go Home, we won’t have to be afraid… Jesus, if we want Him, will be right beside us, just like he was with my Aunt Hazel and Walter, and He’ll shine that spectacular Light of His, making us more brilliant than we’ve ever been before, and He’ll cast the shadow of death far, far away once and for all… And for that, I’m so very grateful…

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