A LIFE IS AS A TREE​

Planted in rich soil, a tree is watered, fed, and nurtured - and so it grows from seedling to sapling to ancient of days.

Its body stretches, its branches extend - some reach up, some reach out, some are cut back for we are pruned and shaped by our experiences. When a tree matures, it blossoms and blooms producing fruit according to its own kind.

A tree's canopy covers as it provides food, shelter, and shade for all who choose to gather there.

A tree stands proud and tall as its bough reaches high into the heavens above and its roots run deep into the earth below.

Primed for its purpose, a tree weathers the storms, the rains, the winds, and the flames making it vital to us all.

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But there will come a day when it will wither away – a reality that cuts like a knife.

Its leaves will fall as a sign to us all that death is a part of life.

Yet without the toil, that tree in its soil, still nourishes, protects, and sustains.

And even then, Life will win for its legacy still remains...

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"And all the trees of the field shall know that I, the Lord, have brought down the high tree and exalted the low tree,

dried up the green tree and made the dry tree flourish; I, the Lord, have spoken and have done it.”

Ezekiel 17:24

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