The trees are lowering their skirts.
The ground is carpeted with their loss.
Don't the trees despair over their failure to cling?
They are doomed to fail. To fall.
They are unable to keep their prize. Their very beauty.
And aren't I the same?
Aren't I doomed to fall?
Romans 3:23 says it: “For all have sinned and fall short.”
And should I despair? Be filled with doubt?
When my life is littered with the loss?
It is God's plan that the leaves tumble.
It is His plan that I descend.
Not into despair and doubt.
But into His arms.
Life only comes in the falling. The failing.
Romans 6:7 “But anyone who has died has been freed from sin.”
May I stop the cling and fall.
Into His arms.