Monday, March 31, 2008

Blustery Monday, Easter 2

There is a willow tree in my backyard which is very slender, and she's had a very hard year with drought, and then a freeze that bent her branches all the way to the ground. She made it though. Now each spindly branch has a bud and soon the bundle of sticks will show the leaves that make her a willow. Huge winds have come, she has not broken. Nothing has killed this tree which looks like it can barely stand up.

It's similar to how God supports us in our lives. Certainly without God we, like the willow, could not stand up. Something in that willow keeps it upright. Something of God in us, keeps us at least trying to be upright. Ultimately, any uprightness in us is a Glory of God, for we had nothing to do with it. Just like that willow tree which God supports in the same way.

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