I love to look at the leaves in the fall. When I was a child, we had all kinds of trees, oak, elm, and maple at least. There were other types of trees nearby. Then there were all the different sizes and colors. I would go all around the yard and collect as many different sizes and colors as I could find and tie them together with a long maple leaf stem. Sounds weird, but it looked cool. I miss doing that. Just as some adults probably miss jumping in a pile of leaves twice your size. Now that is fun! Now that I'm getting older, I anticipate that temperature change when I can wear my sweaters in the house and drink lots of hot tea. I love to snuggle underneath a mass of blankets. There is something safe and comforting about it. Maybe we grow up and lose our faith in God because we lose our sense of wonder. Things just don't seem so amazing anymore. We take all the things around us for granted and get consumed with our problems. But is it possible to renew that sense of wonder? Is