This past week, I have been in Indiana visiting with children. It has been a nice break from the senseless chaos that has consumed my life. It has also given me time for reflection – on what has happened and on what will be. I love to sit on the porch in the crisp fall air and just let my mind go. The fall breeze carries away some of the heaviness, confusion, sadness and hurt. Across the street is a small (but very sturdy) tree. Since I have been here, I have watched it shed all of its leaves. At first, I thought “Oh, it is so bare – so plain – so empty”. Then one morning I went out and the sun was filtering through the naked branches. On the ground was a beautiful portrait of sunshine and shadow. Even striped bare, this magnificent little tree can cast beauty and wonder. Then I thought, in a few short months, this tree will burst forth in vibrant green. It will glisten in the sun. It will be a welcome shelter for two little children playing on a hot summer day. It will dance in a cool, evening breeze. It will shimmer in the moonlight.
Wow. Funny how life can turn around over the littlest thing. Me – the tree, not much difference is there?
Excuse me, I need to go plant a little tree!