Sitting in my reading nook beside a treetop window, my attention caught by the whooshing sound of an Autumn breeze crescendo.
My heartbeat quickens with awe and wonder at the spectacle I’m witness to. I watch the forceful wind carry the leaves hither and yon. Swirling, spinning, floating down as they touch the grass to rest upon. The whirlwind of motion settles again; returning to calm before the next gust comes in. Like flecks of glitter, the falling leaves reflect the morning sunlight as they flit about before they quickly leave my sight. This Autumn dance of nature’s choreography, oh how I’m captivated in wonder of God’s great glory.