From my sitting room window I can see many trees. As it is winter now in UK most of the trees are bare. In some ways they appear dead. Their branches stretch upwards, devoid of their green covering. But while I love their leaves, particularly in spring when the fresh green of new growth is so precious after the starkness of winter, I also appreciate the beauty and strength that is revealed when the softness of the leaves is gone. Now I can see what makes up the tree, the strong, ancient trunk rising gracefully, apparently effortlessly supporting the spreading branches above. These branches stretch and search for the sky, growing ever slimmer, more slender, until they end in the finest of twigs, so fine that they often appear as no more that a grey haze.
At first glance the wintering tree might appear little different from its dead neighbour. But while one succumbs, gradually, to the elements and the action of insects and rodents, much is going on out of sight in the other. As the sap retreats to the roots the tree rests and recovers the reserves of strength it will need for the coming spring, when it sends a massive surge of sap up the trunk to push forth the budding shoots.
I’m told the roots that hold a large tree upright are one and a half times the height of the tree. An incredible thought. There is more growth beneath the ground than above it. Those roots, strong, tapering, extend through the ground for many metres, sending out hair-like filaments in search of essential water. While the dead tree, with it shrivelled, rotting roots, is likely to succumb to a heavy wind, the living tree will not. Its roots are living, strong, extending deep into nourishing earth, invisibly supporting the weight of growth above.
Oscar, much that you have valued in your life has been lost. Sadly, that cannot be changed. However, I believe there is much of promise and potential in you still. Time, for you, must pass unbearably slowly, but it does pass, and, like the dormant tree, you too have roots that go down deep into the soil.
Jer. 17, 7-9
“But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord,
whose confidence is in him.
8 They will be like a tree planted by the water
that sends out its roots by the stream.
It does not fear when heat comes;
its leaves are always green.
It has no worries in a year of drought
and never fails to bear fruit.”
Wherever you are you will be fruitful. Maybe you cannot see that yet, but I know that you love The Lord, and have put your life in His hands. Therefore these verses must be true of you! As you rest in Him, and allow Him to heal your heart, and your spirit, God will show you your potential. For you are a Child of the Promise.
“It is not the children by physical descent who are God’s children, but it is the children of the promise who are regarded as Abraham’s offspring.”
You are a child of the Spirit, as am I. As such, we wait for the working out of God in our lives, and we don’t take matters into our own hands as did Sarah and Abraham.
Just as the dormant tree carries with it the buds of its new growth so it is with you. When the time is right, those buds will swell and burst, and you will see once again God’s blessings and mercies in your life. Allow The Lord to do His work in you. Lift your face to receive it.
I continue to pray and seek God for you. I pray for miracles of provision and encircling love. I pray for a relationship with Him such as you have never known before. I ask God to vindicate you and release you to your family. Bless you, Oscar.
With love, and faith in you and Him,