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For everything there is a season, and a time for every matter under heaven. Ecclesiastes 3:1
I live in New England where the foliage is spectacular each fall. It’s as if God lights up the trees in a blaze of colorful glory, like the finale at a fireworks show. Then the leaves fade and fall away.
There always seem to be those stubborn leaves, though, that hang on with all their might, not wanting the season to end, not wanting to let go of the heights they’ve lived, only to drop to the ground and be raked away.