In the midst of sadness all around – lonely, hurting, sick, destitute, dying, and more – the morning sun rises. It shines on the leaves that have turned, filling them with more brilliance than their new golden or crimson or purple can hold and reflect.
And we are reminded that in the midst of change – that may even lead to death – we need not despair. We have only to look up, as well to look within, and know peace and courage. For the Son has risen.
the sun always rises