joy in the morning – Growing Our Faith Together

First Kiss

Frost has kissed the forest. Leaves and grasses have succumbed to its deadly touch. Yellow and brown leaves flutter from the trees. The stream is littered with autumn’s golden snowfall. As I wander off the soft, sandy trail, my feet crunch noisily through the leafy debris. Looking up, I see trees lifting dark, barren branchesContinue reading “First Kiss”

First Kiss

Frost has kissed the forest. Dead leaves flutter from the trees, making Autumn’s golden snowfall litter the stream. My feet crunch through the leafy debris as the trees lift barren branches skyward. It’s silent here. No cars roar. No people chatter. High in the treetops the wind blows, roaring past leafless branches. All around meContinue reading “First Kiss”