Things have changed. Like the leaves on the trees, my life has turned deep red, and I've slowly fallen apart. Each piece of my sanity has drifted to the ground on a cool breeze.
I am bare. My branches are naked against the cold.
But already, already! Things are changing for the better. After the winter, buds will sprout and new leaves will appear, green and healthy.
Dying, being broken down, being vulnerable--it's all a part of life. God uses those tough situations in our lives to make us better people. And even though we might feel alone and barren, God gives us something to hold on to. Just like He blankets the bare trees with snow on dark winter nights, covering them, hiding their nakedness.
Even though the leaves might be falling outside, God is renewing me daily. I am not dying inside, but rather, I am alive.