I just had to wait a minute.
The change of Seasons is one of my very favorite times. Out with the old, in with the new; a signal for change; a herald for a new time. Physically, we know the change of seasons is here by what we see going on in Mother Nature. In the Winter, there is snow; In the Spring, there are flowers; In the Summer, there is Sunshine; and in the Fall, there are those magnificent trees.....
I grew up in Texas, where there are only two seasons: Hot and Hotter... and I always considered myself a "girl of Summer". But when I moved to the East Coast years ago, the Fall enchanted me. I had never seen trees this color before!! Bright Reds, vibrant Oranges, and vivid Yellows -- WOW! In the mountains where I live, it looks like the terrain is literally on fire in the Fall. It's a beautiful event to watch - day after day the colors change right before your very eyes; if you're paying attention - you can even pinpoint "the peak" when it occurs.
So back during the Fall, while driving up and down the mountain as I do 2-3 times a day, I watched the trees all around me shine their brilliance as they exercised their inherent right and duty to herald in the new season with each shade of color they changed -- that is, except for one tree. Amid the dynamic sea of red, orange, and yellow remained one huge maple tree standing stalwart ... and very green -- not even a single leaf giving a hint she was ready to change.
When I first noticed this tree -- green in all her glory -- I wondered "what's she waiting for - go ahead and change already!" But day after day, I'd drive past, wondering "will this be the day she concedes and joins the others?" For weeks this dance continued -- the trees around her deepened in their color, some even beginning to shed their leaves, while this beauty dug in her heels. Thanksgiving was approaching and the hustle of preparations was in full swing. It's how it is during the change of seasons -- life goes on at a rapid pace while Mother Nature ticks away on her own time. A few days passed -- or was it a week maybe? -- before I thought about this tree again as I approached her around the bend. Looking around at all the other trees, I realized they were now mostly bare, having already given up the fight and joining the limbo between Fall and Winter ... a season of 'nothingness'. Had My Lady changed and displayed her colors while I wasn't looking? Or had she simply skipped that step and jumped ahead to re-join her pack by falling in line with the bareness of the season?
Climbing the mountain, I couldn't wait to see what she looked like. I crested the hill and careened around the curve... and there she was! Oh my! THERE SHE WAS!!
Here, against the backdrop of nothingness, was this magnificent maple tree, ablaze with color, and shining her LIGHT for all the world to see. She couldn't be bothered with just being a member of the pack! She wanted to wait until all the light had dulled and people were being lulled into the darkness of the season before she flipped her switch to give us the most wonderful, unexpected surprise -- she was letting her LIGHT shine!
I immediately pulled over in my car. I just sat there for a few minutes on the side of the road and stared at her.
And I smiled.
"I hear you, sister! ...
I totally get what you are saying!! Sometimes we have to wait for it!! Sometimes we have to go against the grain, be late, be stubborn, dig in our heels, and all the other things required to buck "the system" of what we are supposed to do -- just so we can let our very own LIGHT shine."