When Autumn arrives, when leaves fall and bitter cold begins to wipe out vibrant life, our thoughts can turn dark. This time of year often reminds me of my mortality. We all live, flourish . . . die. Yet Autumn also signifies celebration. Thanksgiving arrives. Christmas is just around the corner.
While Autumn can seem gloomy, real despair struck our planet in Spring . . . long ago . . . when our Savior was nailed to a tree.
Check out Tim’s latest poem . . .
Great poem, Tim. The seasons themselves remind us of the resurrection that comes out of death. Definitely something to be thankful for.