A Beautiful Dying
Amy at Lavender *Sparkles* wrote a lovely post today: “I think it’s no accident that nature’s at its most beautiful when it’s dying.”
She compares the exquisiteness of summer’s demise with the beauty of dying to oneself: “And it’s in death to self that I am most beautiful, because it’s here that I look most like my Savior–the One who died that I might live.”
What a thoughtful and apt comparison. I love analogies like this. To think that I am most fully alive, most beautiful, when I am living the way I am meant to live, finding my fulfillment and joy in serving others, and in serving my King.
2 Comments to A Beautiful Dying
oh, I like your phrase “the exquisiteness of summer’s demise” 
I was also looking for a good picture to go with my post but didn’t have time to keep looking for just the right one
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I'm Anna. I'm 22. I love reading and writing. I'm a recent college graduate living at home. And I hope you are blessed by what you read here.
November 14, 2007