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The
summer of 2001 had been a dry summer for much of North America. I reflected on
this as I raked more leaves falling from our poplar tree in the middle of August.
Many of the falling leaves touched base in our pool adjacent to the trees. More
pool cleaning, especially after a wind. Very frustrating. The autumn of 2000,
this tree was the last to let go of its leaves--in mid October. How unusual!
Our 100' poplar tree had the best growing conditions. Planted by a
stream, it had lots of available water to sustain thousands of leaves hanging
on its branches. Trying to visualize the subterranean root formation it hit me
that this poplar tree would not have to form a vast root formation as it usually
had plenty of water available at all times. Thus, if a specific drought would
hit the tree area, it would most certainly go into a case of shock when there
was lack of rain.
Subsequently, the tree would go into a state of dormancy dropping
it's leaves to protect itself. I was also feeling the shock as I raked the leaves
for the fourth time in the month of August.
What kind of tree are we on Earth's landscape? Perhaps we are
a lone tree on the prairie, desperately needing the Source to tie into. Maybe
we are a small sapling planted in a huge forest and overwhelmed without the canopy
of branches that steal all the sunshine and rain. Or perhaps we are also like
the poplar tree planted in the best of conditions but without a good root system
to assist us when times are difficult.
Regardless, we all need to properly connect to the Source to
live a full abundant life, with leaves reaching to the Sonshine.
I am reminded of a song composed by the blind musician, Ken
Miedema with lyrics that go:
I saw a tree by the riverside, One day as I walked along.
Straight as an arrow pointing to the sky,
Growing tall and strong.
"How do you grow so tall and strong?"
I said to the riverside tree.
This is the song that my tree friend sang to me.
I've got roots growing down to the water,
I've got leaves reaching up to the sunshine
And the fruit that I bear is the sign of Life in me.
I am shade from the hot summer sundown,
I am nest for the birds of the heavens,
I'm becoming what the lord of trees Has blessed me to be,
A strong young tree.
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Trees
are a source of beauty either in spring, summer, fall or winter. Yet, they can
hold many lessons for us as they try to grow tall and strong. Let us make it our
prayer that we can grow to be trees that the Lord of trees has blessed us to be.
Like in a city of that size I would see our friend from last
night right beside me giving me the 'thumbs up' sign. Do I dare say God is so
good?
On Tuesday evening, Sylvia and I discussed the upcoming phone
call for she desired to have an answer while at school. We figured something out.
At 8:15 the phone call came: We would like to hire you. Are you able to report
to work tomorrow?
I gave them an affirmative answer. Immediately, I phoned the
secretary of the school and asked her to give Sylvia a note: I found the music!
The concert begins on Thursday, 7:30.
I am thankful for the prayers and concerns of friends and family.
The movement in this story of God's faithfulness happens very quickly.
Not all stories move that quickly but God does provide answers
in His own time. When He closes a door, He will always open a window. "God's timing
is perfectly exact and exactly perfect," wrote a friend. Daily Wisdom reader,
I encouraged you look for open windows when God closes doors.
A
suggested prayer: "Lord of
trees, I may be a wintertime tree, or perhaps a tree on the city streets where
buildings block the sun. Help me to have lots of roots growing down to living
water, with branches and leaves reaching up to the Sonshine. Help me to give joy,
to bear fruit, be inviting shade and protection for others around me. May I be
a strong tree. I thank you that you are the Lord of trees and Lord of my life.
Amen!" |
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