T is for . . .


Faith is forested with metaphorical trees. What was in the middle of Eden that tempted Adam and Eve? Don’t some of the gospel hymns mournfully (and tunefully) declare that Jesus was hung on a tree? Isaiah 55 imagines “the trees of the field shall clap their hands.”

Near Buena Vista Lake, 2006

My olde and moldy hardbound Strong’s Exhaustive Concordance (still used enough not to be too dusty), lists more references in the Bible for trees than treasure.

Biblically speaking, when I think of trees, I prefer them literal. They are good for me to read about. Most healthy trees will outlive me. They have deeper roots. I envy their branches. Secretly, I watch them dance. Trees have much to teach. Stop and pay attention. Trees are a treasure.

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