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Donna S.
"So do not fear, for I am with you; do not be dismayed, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you; I will uphold you with my righteous right hand." Isaiah 41:10

Diane R.
The Leaf
I have a friend who speaks to me of God
And how He loves me; how He always has.
I had a hard time understanding that
Till yesterday, while sitting on the swing,
I questioned her and tried to comprehend
The simple truth she shared with open heart.
I listened, watching autumn leaves cascade
From oak and hickory along the drive
As distant thunder rumbled from the north.
I listened, wishing I could just believe;
Searching deep within me for the faith
To know the love she spoke about was real.
And then she paused. "That leaf is floating...Watch!"
I stared as one small scrap of brown arose
And hovered just above the autumn grass.
Then carefully it floated to one side
And back again, a little higher now.
The leaf began to dance, around a tree,
Across the driveway, rising as it moved.
"It's God," whispered my friend, "right here with us."
And, at that moment, I believed He was.
What else could make a dead leaf dance like that?
It skimmed along the grass in pirouette
Then rose again, without one scrap of breeze.
The other leaves lay still upon the ground
As, from a darkening sky, a shaft of light
Washed over us. "He heard!" She smiled at me.
"He knows your heart. He loves you. He loves you."
And something in me trembled like the leaf
That danced before us in the quiet air.
"I love Him, too," I said. She took my hand
And thanked the God of leaves and light and love.
And since that moment, I have been consumed
By this amazing possibility;
If God can make a dried-up leaf-scrap dance,
What can He do - what will He do with me?
By Diane Reeves
Copyright 2005
(please do not use without author's permission)
Decatur, AL