Look at me!
I am “The Tree!”
Behold my branches…
some long and strong, some short and stubby
hold on and glide your hand over my needles
feel each needle delicately slide across your skin eliciting a thousand feelings
Breathe in the breath that I give to you
Inhale my aroma and let my fragrance tickle your nostrils
Have you ever felt more alive?
Look up at me
I stretch for the sky and the stars
Won’t you reach up with me?
That’s it… Get up on those tip toes
Stretch out your arms for all to see
Shout out your praise
You can be like me…
I am the tree and among all the other trees
Hear my plea, “Take me home please!”
And you do…
And there I stand
in your living room,
your dining room,
your family room,
your great room…
I stand so tall
my branches outstretched for all to behold and take hold
my aroma fills your home with the seasonal fragrance appropriate for the coming day!
I am so honored to be in your home, standing there in all my God given glory!!
Oh, but wait… what are these boxes?
These lights that are being so tightly wrapped around me… was I not bright enough?
These “ornaments” that weigh heavily on my arms… was I not pretty enough?
The tinsel that drapes me and covers my green needles…did I not bring enough bling to the party?
The popcorn and cranberries that cover up my fragrance…did I ultimately stink up the house?
Why must all these “ornaments” be hung on me?
They simply weigh me down and make me something I am not… can’t you see?
Oh, I am trying to stand tall and give you the breath I once gave
But with each passing day, weakness creeps in and my strong branches no longer behave
Drooping, I hold on the best I can
Needles by the tens dropping into the dust pan
The “ornaments” and the “lights” that make the season bright
have literally sucked the life out of me like a blight
I’ve never felt so dead…
With such coverings and with such lights
I, The Tree
am no longer me…
what I have become is something totally different for all to see
oh, how I wish someone would see me for who I am,
Me… The Tree
What ornaments, lights and tinsel do we feel compelled to drape on the God given tree of “Me” for all to see so that we can be accepted, loved and welcomed into the homes and hearts of those around us?
May we hear the radical, revolutionary voice of Jesus calling out to us this day,
“Come, just as you are…”
But the Lord said to Samuel, “Do not look on his appearance or on the height of his stature, because I have rejected him. For the Lord sees not as man sees: man looks on the outward appearance, but the Lord looks on the heart.” (1 Samuel 16. 7 ESV)
“Jesus comes to us and has a word for us, ‘I dare you to trust that I love you just as you are and not as you should be, because you’re never going to be as you should be…'” (Brennan Manning)
Laugh often and Fear not!
ps – That Brennan Manning quote is my absolute favorite quote…