We missed the "peak days" of Michigan's beautiful autumn season (and I heard that this year was particularly spectacular!); however I was struck by the Burning Bushes (I refer to them as Moses Bushes) in our neighborhood--a deeper hue of red than I have noted in other years. They strikingly stood out in the midst of the almost bare maples, and the yellow hues of the other trees whose leaves are now briskly falling. I felt God whispering that this is what He wants of us -- to be still standing for Him, with a brilliance of color and purpose in our neighborhoods, at the end of this tumultuous election day. He is able to be glorified even in this very broken world no matter what the polls reveal.
I am also enthralled by the brilliant, although darker hue, of the 'fire' bushes (as I call them). We used to have one in our yard but it was removed. Rest assured, we'll be replacing it because I've missed seeing it out my kitchen window. Welcome back!
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