I love old trees, and the south has lots of them. Oaks. Pines. Magnolias. Trees that reach for the sky with trunks too large to wrap your arms around and roots that dig deep into the soil.
Trees that could tell stories and secrets.
I wanted to be like this tree ~ tall, weathered from the storms but still standing.
Families are like trees sometimes. Branches spreading far and wide, reaching to the sky, helping some learn to fly. Sometimes they are too large to really wrap your arms around, and other times, you want to just wrap your arms around them again and again. Roots that dig deep into the soul. Families that could tell stories and secrets.
"Consider it a sheer gift, friends, when tests and challenges come at you from all sides. You know that under pressure, your faith-life is forced into the open and shows its true colors. So don’t try to get out of anything prematurely. Let it do its work so you become mature and well-developed, not deficient in any way."
~ James 1:2 MSG ~
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