Just before the winter winds strip signs of life from flowers and trees, autumn marks the coming barren season with a burst of colors. Seasons change in a cycle. Winds come and go. In every change, God remains the same.
Who tells each leaf its color? Who knows where each leaf will fall? Who tells the winds to blow this way or that? In every change, God remains the same.
In every season, in every angle of the sun, all creation sings the praise of our beautiful Creator. He created all things and conducts the symphony of creation's song to His praise. The colors, the breeze, the sun and the clouds, and in every changing season, somethings stirs in my heart to find joy in the beauty of it all. In every change, God remains the same.
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