On an evening walk putting life in order from the chaos that was foisted on me gives us this surprise. 
And this simple display of autumn beauty came clear.
It gets cold, the leaves turn colour, yellow and bright and deep.
We just marvel and stand wondrous, enjoying this turn, this momentary presence of cold coming pressed on to growth and green, bringing death to the leaves, designed to give up after a short term, so that the rest of the tree can survive the coming deep freeze of winter. 
There is not much coming, or going, or hiding … or anything that God knows of us, that cannot come to light, and though, it will be in death of some small part of life and its processes, it will be beautiful if eyes of faith are at play, or ugly and destructive if it is left in the darkness of greed and pride and sin.
How will you choose, to give up things into light, or to continue to hide in darkness? How will you choose, to see the light as God’s beauty impressed upon us and our lives, or to live in darkness and experience all that is visible as the ugliness of broken hearts and minds?
Both is possible, all is possible … all is redeemed by Grace!
But grace is not foisted on us; we can deny it. We can choose our own hell instead.
How will you choose today?