My family took a walk, yesterday, on 12th Street in search of beautiful leaves. They are all over the place. And now we have leaves stuffed in encyclopedias all over our house. Chris Leavell has captured beautifully the shades of red glory, framing some of God’s intricate design.
The Bible speaks of leaves. Without Christ, I once was elon, “whose leaf fadeth”. But I am thankful for the redemption through Christ’s blood. And I look forward to these words in the last chapter of the Holy Bible:
“And he shewed me a pure river of water of life, clear as crystal,
proceeding out of the throne of God and of the Lamb. In the midst of the
street of it, and on either side of the river, was there the tree of
life, which bare twelve manner of fruits, and yielded her fruit every
month: and the leaves of the tree were for the healing of the nations.”
Today, I am thinking about shades of red glory, offering healing to the
nations of the world.
So that’s what your name meant.
I was too lazy to look it up.