" Any patch of sunlight in a wood will show you something about the sun which you could never get from reading books on astronomy. These pure and spontaneous pleasures are 'patches of godlight' in the woods of our experience."

Sunday, August 21, 2016

Like a Tree

Help me to be like a tree,

Standing tall amidst the storms
Arms raised to the sky 
Reaching for You
Like green branches ripe
with leaves and fruit.

Let my roots grow deep
And feed off Your words,
To give me strength
when flood waters rise;
When the winds blow away
 weak branches and leaves.

Help me to be like a tree,

Flexible enough to bend
with the wind
 To know when to let  
my leaves die and fall away

But strong enough to stand firm
through all storms
Roots planted deep in Your love.

I can endure all things
if I am like a tree.

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