The tree stood mighty for thousands of years, her silent
branches reaching heavenward to welcome the light and the warmth. And she has survived in time through all
seasons weathering sorrow and despair, guarding her saplings that lay in the
shadows of her wings.
And in her greatest pain she is rudderless, for there are no
roots beneath the loosened soil. She
comes from no one. Who remarks on her
beauty and admires her strength when she stands alone. What holds her in place and keeps her
strong. Courage is born of faith and
through Him she will carry hope
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