A Bing Image

Yesterday I discovered a fiery red leaf on the pavement.  An instant beauty blown down by the wind.  I’m looking at it now with these thoughts.

Any shade of red fires up my senses.  I love wearing red lipstick, the sweet taste of watermelon juice, even the robust sip of a Shiraz wine.  But this red leaf also reminds me of the blood Jesus shed for me, for everyone, that I may, we, may enter into immortality on a final day. I’m placing the leaf in my journal as its blood orange color has quickly turned speckled brown…a moment captured in time.