I was sitting on the porch one afternoon in deep thought feeling really down on myself when the thought went through my mind “see that tree” and I looked in front of me and looked at a tall scraggly old scrub oak tree.
The seasons were changing and all the leaves had fallen off the tree which really made it look awful. You could see different areas where it carried the scars from many a storm. I thought yes I see the tree when the thought went through my mind thats how people see you right now, they see you as ugly and all washed up with no hope. I said yea I know thats how I feel to. I saw where limbs were missing and could see and how life had been hard on that old scrub oak tree and it looked just plain ugly without it leaves to hide some of its war wounds. Yet it stood strong and proud even though it had been stripped of all of its dignity. I thought thats me, I am all washed up I’m old to tired and discouraged to try to start over again yet there was still a tiny slither of hope .
I looked to my right and there was a Dagwood tree still full of green; yellow and red leaves and flourishing beautifully. It went through my mind “Its not your season”; I thought now what is that suppose to mean. Don’t listen to them they don’t understand It’s simply not your season . Lean on me not mankind. Seek me. Read my word; focus and learn of me. I knew God gave me dreams only He could help me accomplish, and I couldn’t understand why those promises lay doormat for so long because I knew and still know God always keeps His promises. And now I know it’s simply not my season yet but it is coming. I am content to wait on Jesus to speak the words as my season begins.
What a beautiful analogy….I always love it when we compare the happenstance in our lives with nature….we are so similar and yet so different. Great read.
Again thank you for your kind comment. You said we are so similiar yet so different. Ok you know I have to ask in what way are we alike and different?