God's Hand In the Forest
Eleven years ago I planted a tree,
That is forty foot in the air now,
And way too close to three other trees that I planted the same day.
I brought them home in a small SUV, having no understanding of
What could happen to them in eleven years, with such little effort on my part.
I sit in their shade today, marveling at the height I never expected, in my lifetime.
Shocked that I brought four baby trees home, that would grow to be giants in a mere eleven years.
Awed by the nurturing ability of a great God, He who kept them alive and thriving.
No thanks to me.
Copyright © Caren Krutsinger | Year Posted 2018
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