One of the most magnificent occurrences found in all of nature is seasonal change. After living in the U.P, my favorite season has become Fall.
When I was an undergrad at Michigan, my best friend Alice bought me a poster, undoubtedly from the major poster sale that goes on in the beginning of every school year. It has always hung somewhere in my home through all these years. It shows a series of diverse autumn leaves and the text reads: change…to give up what we are…to become what we could be. I couldn’t agree more.
The fall is amazing up here. There is nothing quite like breathing the crisp, fresh air and to see the stunning transformation of the landscape. It is a constant reminder of death, but the good kind: as we die to ourselves, He turns us into something beautiful. I love the contradiction between how desperately we need change, and how thankful we ought to be that God changes not.
Grandma Karen & Manu
We made it to the top!
Micah was excited to see the bridge.
I’m going to miss it here.
Change and decay in all around I see;
Oh Thou who changest not, abide with me!