October is my favorite color.
The rich reds and bright yellows where I live highlight the glowing oranges and the greens fading into deep purples and earthy browns.
It’s interesting to think about how these incredibly vibrant colors are the result of leaves dying.
The trees that drop their leaves form a special layer of cells that slowly severs a leaf’s tissues from the tree. Essential fluids, such as chlorophyll, cannot flow in and out of the leaf, and so it changes color. The leaf eventually falls, and a tiny scar is all that remains. The falling of the leaves does more than mark the change of seasons. It also helps trees prepare to survive the cold, dry air of winter.
The beautiful leaves on the ground begin to decompose, releasing important nutrients back into the soil to be recycled, perhaps by other trees that will be full of rich and vibrant colors next autumn.
Beauty is found in a leaf’s death, just as beauty is found in many of the deaths that occur in our lives. I’m not suggesting losing someone we love is a thing of beauty, although the promise of eternal life through Christ is. But the death of sin, the death of grief, the death of a toxic lifestyle—these kinds of deaths bring us life here on earth.