Tree of life
Tree of life
As man stands amongst the gentle giant of the tree, as a gentle wind blows through its leaves, one cannot help but feel so small…
Its giant trunk the foundation of which holds the giant limbs, branches leading up to the sun streaked sky, the bright fall sun shies through the branches..
How it stands firm, in natures ever changing winds, storms, bending and creaking, yet it stands the test of time, as He sits underneath. Seeking shelter from the heat of the sun, a cool shade cools his soul.
So many branches, limbs spread out to form a huge tree of strength, endurance, courage, standing tall, providing a place of rest for GODS creations, a squirrel busy hiding nuts for winters cold season, a sing bird singing for whoever stops to listen.
The tree of Life, so strong, yet its soft branches reaching to the HEAVENS, and its broad trunk aching for a HUG, we never stop to think how vital is a tree which is a place of refuge for so many of GODS creations, look up sometime and gaze into the sky, where its branches reaching into HEAVEN, and its roots deep under the ground, started with only a MUSTARD seed, its planter was Our HEAVENLY Father who also created us.
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