The Broken Tree
Several years ago, we had a tornado come through our area. I am reminded of that day, each morning as I sit in my glider rocker, looking out the back window with my cup of coffee. My neighbor behind our home lost a huge branch off his enormous maple tree that night. I thought maybe he would have the tree cut down, but he did not. Over the course of the last several years, that tree has produced smaller branches around the broken one. In the summer, when the tree is all filled out, you can not see the broken branch anymore. But, during the winter, after all the leaves have fallen, the broken branch is visible.
I see so many parallels with that tree and my life at this moment. This season I am walking has taken a huge branch from my life. My heart is broken, still so fresh and tender with pain, just like the day that tornado hit that tree. It broke off a large and stable branch, leaving the tree exposed and wounded, possibly falling if another storm came through. But as I have watched that tree over the years fill back out, the strength and beauty of that tree began to develop. I know that God in all His goodness will begin to fill back out my life. It will take years, and there will be seasons that expose that broken piece, but I know the brokenness will, over time, mend and be able to produce new branches.
As we enter a new year, my prayer is that the Lord will begin filling out my tree with new branches that balance out who I am. That I will allow Him to grow those branches where He sees fit. To be patient on the next season of my life. I hold close the promises of Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8. It is God's promise to me that things will change, that there is goodness somewhere in another season in the days ahead. Now is a time to mourn, but there will be a day of dancing, even if that day is in Heaven.
As I write this, I know I am not alone. Over the last year, as I was battling the decline and loss of my husband, some of you were battling the effects of COVID, sickness, a lost job, lost income, and even the loss of your own loved one. I hope that you can hold these verses close as well, for whatever season you may be walking through. Focus on the fact that God, in all His wisdom, is working on your tree.
May 2021 bring newness and a season into your life that will help shape you to glorify Him.
Ecclesiastes 3: 1-8.
1 To every thing there is a season, and a time to every purpose under the heaven:
2 A time to be born, and a time to die; a time to plant, and a time to pluck up that which is planted;
3 A time to kill, and a time to heal; a time to break down, and a time to build up;
4 A time to weep, and a time to laugh; a time to mourn, and a time to dance;
5 A time to cast away stones, and a time to gather stones together; a time to embrace, and a time to refrain from embracing;
6 A time to get, and a time to lose; a time to keep, and a time to cast away;
7 A time to rend, and a time to sew; a time to keep silence, and a time to speak;
8 A time to love, and a time to hate; a time of war, and a time of peace.