Falling Leaves

As I set in my dining room looking out the window, I see the beautiful leaves - golds, oranges, deep reds, rust, and those still tipped with a touch of green.  What a wonderful paint brush our Heavenly Father uses to cover the landscape.  A small leaf fluttered to the ground, then another, and another.  I couldn't help but think God was saying "I love you, I love you, I love you."  The leaves are beginning to cover the ground.  The more I thought about the season and the falling of the leaves, I thought of the symbolism.  God's love for us is beautiful and colorful just like the leaves.  He loved us so much, He sent Jesus to die for us.  And Jesus, laid down his life on the cross - just like the leaves are falling willingly to the ground and will make it richer because of their death.  Christ has made our lives richer by dying for us - He gave us eternal life.  How can I not be thankful on a day like this?  Thank you Father for loving me so much!  Thank you for giving me eyes to see the beauty of the landscape.  Thank you for letting me hear the laughter of my family and friends; and for the gift of music.  I love you, Father!