Recently, I’ve come to realize that life moves in seasons. As we settle into Autumn, I can’t help but notice how much this particular season mirrors what I’m experiencing within myself.
Last week, my husband, our French bulldog Vern, and I went camping in the mountains of North Carolina. We couldn’t have chosen a better time to witness the changing of the leaves. Everywhere we turned, we were treated to a front-row seat to God’s breathtaking landscape.
Isn’t it fascinating how the leaves shift from deep green to shades of amber, yellow, and finally brown? With each change, the wind carries them gently through the air until they find their resting place on the ground, returning to the earth.
Since my cancer diagnosis, I’ve noticed a similar transformation within myself—a shift in my personal colors. Where I once felt a sense of endless vitality, my awareness of my own mortality has deepened. It’s as if I’ve moved from a vibrant green to an amber hue.
When I looked up the emotions associated with amber, I found them strikingly fitting. Amber embodies warmth, vibrancy, and a calm joy—gentler than bright yellow yet more uplifting than brown. It’s also a color that symbolizes caution and transition. In many ways, it perfectly reflects the season of life I now find myself in.
To everything there is a season,
A time for every purpose under heaven.
Ecclesiastes 3:1