I have been overtaken by the color of the leaves.
Sugary reds and faded yellowy greens
For now, they are falling slowly like the bits of me
All the answers I am searching for so desperately
When will this falling apart bring glory to His name?
And how can I disconnect myself from fame?
I’m attracted to the trees and their way of surrendering their beauty
Stretching higher, hoping to be closer to their Creator.
To know and to make Christ known is their game.
Teach me the same. Less thinking, more falling.
To know Christ and Make Him known
it does not matter where or how.
It matters now.
Maybe I was created to fall, fall down on my knees.
And to stretch towards to the heavens, Let go of all my leaves.
Dec 26, 2014
Dec 26, 2014 at 8:59 PM UTC
I have been overtaken by the color of the leaves.
Sugary reds and faded yellowy greens
For now, they are falling slowly like the bits of me
All the answers I am searching for so desperately
When will this falling apart bring glory to His name?
And how can I disconnect myself from fame?
I’m attracted to the trees and their way of surrendering their beauty
Stretching higher, hoping to be closer to their Creator.
To know and to make Christ known is their game.
Teach me the same. Less thinking, more falling.
To know Christ and Make Him known
it does not matter where or how.
It matters now.
Maybe I was created to fall, fall down on my knees.
And to stretch towards to the heavens, Let go of all my leaves.
