Burning Leaves

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  1. Pastor,
    This really brought back the memories of my childhood down in Alabama. Every fall was special; we had a huge field that ran not only behind our house, but also the neighbors’ where my dad taught me how to hit a homerun. All the neighbors would gather on a Saturday late afternoon to play softball…if we could get enough for two teams! If not, we still played. But, I remember those same neighbors gathering to burn the leaves back there…and yes, there is something wonderful about that smell! Thanks for reminding me of a special time in my childhood!