In The Wintertime by the Tree

In The Wintertime By The Tree

It’s utterly hopeless,
What should I do?

Trust In God,
He’ll see you through.

Such nice words
But don’t you know?
It’s dead and lifeless
There’s nowhere to go.

If you have a minute
Come sit with me,
“In the wintertime
by the tree”

I believe you are wrong,
speak life and believe.
You’re sure to be amazed,
When by your words you receive.

Don’t hinder your faith
God is working this out;
Don’t become discouraged
Theres no time for doubt.

Oh You don’t get it,
Can you even see?
It’s dead and lifeless,
Exactly like this tree!

Keep the faith
It’s not as it appears,
This tree is dormant
It has no fear.

It has a knowledge
Deep within,
That as is rests
The renewing begins.

What are you saying
What do you mean?
Theres life in this tree
even though it’s not seen?

You seem so sure
But how can I trust?
Just because you say
my thinking should adjust?

It’s hopeless, It’s over,
This is the end,
There is no glimmer of hope,
Nice talking with you my friend.

I want to believe
And walk like you say,
I haven’t the time,
This just isn’t your day.

Could we meet again,
At a later time?
You’ll understand then,
You won’t be so blind.

Just one more thing
If you can spare,
Tell me about
This tree we share?

You’ve seen it before
And you’ll see it again,
It’s a lesson in hope,
And there is no end.

To all that The Lord
Will do and say,
If you’ll be patient
And walk in His way.

For just at the right time
When you least expect it,
You will see new blooms
This tree is expectant.

See you in March
And bring your pen,
We have so much to learn
My sweet, sweet friend.

Glad you’re back
What do you see?

The hope and the promise
There is life in this tree.

The blooms, the fragrance
bursting with life
I do think you’re right
About my plight

I’m beginning to see
And I have hope,
I won’t give up
Not only no, but nope!

I’ll speak the promises
And believe His word,
And know He’ll answer,
Because He has heard.

Thanks for the lesson
And thanks for caring,
The tree taught me a lot
Truths I’ll be sharing.

With any who’ll listen
And come sit with me
“In the wintertime
by the tree.”

Poem written by laurette laster © 2018

“It has a knowledge that as it rests”…

Under harsh circumstances, seemingly intolerable temperature differences, at the mercy of the elements, through all extremes, in good times and bad, but knowing her roots run deep.

Yes! That is it. The game changer. The roots! The tree is held in place by her roots. How deep are our roots? How strong, how deep, how wide? Then I’m reminded. I can’t give up I’m planted. It isn’t really up to me anyway. (Ephesians 3:17-18)

I’m made to weather the seasons, season after season, after season; and so are you. Actually I’ve grown quite strong and if you dare to look, so have you. What meant to break me, has caused me to heal stronger. Like a tree, the strongest winds cause it to fracture, and then heal. At each healed place there is more strength. Without winds of adversity the tree would be soft never gaining the strength to stand and produce. The healed fractures cause the tree to become pliable, able to bend but not break. Supple enough to bend because of the mend, bend but not break. Growing stronger and stronger, becoming more and more fruitful, only with each season.

Don’t be discouraged we are about to be more fruitful than we’ve ever been. We have endured, we have healed, or are healing. This fruit is for those coming behind us. We want it to be the best we’ve ever grown and the sweetest they’ve known. God knew this. Yes, He knows exactly what it takes. Our Master Gardner knows, that’s why we need these extreme almost intolerable circumstances, to make us the most fruitful we’ve ever been. To nourish and enrich those coming behind us.

So as I think about, I do have hope. I pray you do too. It isn’t over, it’s a new beginning.

And I do believe; the best is yet to come.

“And they shall be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the Lord for the display of His splendor. They will rebuild the ancient ruins and restore the places long devastated” (Isaiah 61:3-4).

God bless you and keep you and make His face shine upon you and be gracious to you. The Lord cause His countenance to rise upon you and give you Shalom.

Until next time, thanks for listening with me. Laurette