My Leaf…My Life

Walking down our driveway last week, I spotted the most beautiful leaf. She stood out from the rest. Red. Star-shaped. I decided to make leaf place cards for my Thanksgiving table. I’d choose a leaf for every family member and paint each person’s name on their own special leaf.

This red leaf would be mine.

Heading up the front porch steps, I grabbed a fake orange leaf from the wreath on the door.

Comparing the two leaves, the red one wasn’t so perfect-looking. Little holes dotted her. Parts of her body were torn off.

She’d been through some hard times.

What was I thinking? She’d make a pitiful place card.

I flipped her over. The other side was worse.

Then I examined the artificial leaf. She was perfect. No dark spots. No rips. Shiny.

I decided to use artificial leaves. One at every place setting.

Then a gentle thought came.

Put the real leaf in front of the candle, God seemed to say. Look closer.

The candlelight shines through the holes. Makes her color even brighter

Difficult times in my life came to mind. Burying our baby boy. Daddy dying with brain cancer. My year of depression. Hard things family members are dealing with right now…

I see all your broken and tender places. Torn edges. Scars.

These are the VERY SPOTS where My Light shines brightest.

We’ll have real leaves on our Thanksgiving table this year–one at each place setting.

“I am the light of the world. Whoever follows me will never walk in darkness, but will have the light of life.” John 8:12 NIV

My dear readers, what does your leaf (your life) look like? I’m praying for you.

Love,

Julie

 

Praising on the Patio

I didn’t grow up celebrating the seasons changing, but at three o’clock this past Friday afternoon, an idea tiptoed in. Something stirred my heart as I read my BFF’s blog about decorating for fall–a thought very different than my predictable self.

Every morning, my husband and I have porch parties, his idea. What if I shook things up and we had a patio party that night?

I called him. “Will you pick up some vanilla ice cream? We’re having a fall party tonight!”

“Who’s invited?”

“Just the two of us.”

By the time he got home from work, a wreath hung on the door, hotdogs were roasting on the grill, and I’d tried a new recipe for dessert.

 

Apple Pecan Crumb Pie

 

 

He lit the tiki torches and umbrella lights he’d bought to celebrate summer. 

 

After supper, we turned our chairs in the same direction and ate warm apple pie and ice cream. Listening to the crickets, we welcomed fall as we watched daylight softly fade into night.

Then I had an aha moment.

Celebrating for the seasons means more than shopping, cooking, and coordinating colors.

It’s a way to love others and worship our Creator.

#876 in my gratitude journalWatching the nighttime sky together. 🙂

How do you celebrate fall? And life? And those you love?

~Apple Pecan Crumb Pie~

(I added pecans and used gluten-free flour.)

1/2 cup sugar

1/2 tsp cinnamon

1/2 cup chopped pecans

4 apples, peeled and thinly sliced

Mix above ingredients and put into a greased pie pan

Mix below ingredients and cover apples with the mixture:

1/2 cup flour (I used Pamela’s gluten-free Pancake and Baking Flour)

1/2 cup sugar

1/4 cup melted butter

Bake at 375 for 30 minutes

“My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth.” Ps 121:2 NAS

Love,

Julie