God Under The Leaves

I had two art experience yesterday, one involving a color pencil drawing and one involving dead leaves.  Our home is covered with art and our yard, every fall, with leaves.  I happened upon the drawing yesterday morning and stopped and gazed at it.  It produced in me a most serene happiness as it harkened my mind and heart back to the day I first saw it and the meaning that it had produced in me.  It had been there all along but for this brief moment I lived a richer life for it.  Later in the day I was raking the leaves that are so thick on our yard.  Underneath would be the most brilliant green of moss, of dark auburn earth, of light gold grass in hibernation.  Sweeping away the leaves of dead brown allowed me a moment of joy as I reveled in the life still so vibrant in color lying just below.  Color, like art, like God must be seen with eyes wanting to see.  Oh how wonderful to daily want to see God and Him faithfully revealing Himself.  God please give us eyes that hunger to see You.