The Trees Across Town

Except during the nine months before he draws his first breath, no man manages his affairs as well as a tree does.  

~ George Bernard Shaw
 In many and various ways God spoke of old to our fathers by the prophets; 2 but in these last days he has spoken to us by a Son, whom he appointed the heir of all things, through whom also he created the world.
~ Hebrews 1:1
Jesus was forming, growing, listening in his mother’s womb.  He heard the talk from those who sat in judgement, he heard the joy in his mother’s cousin’s voice when they greeted one another, He heard his father’s vows to his mother, and even perhaps felt the jostling on the journey to Bethlehem atop a donkey.  
He was being delivered so that the Father’s word might be fulfilled, a star would shine, shepherd’s would gather, wise men would seek and find the young babe. 
Across town, six miles, was Calvary and somewhere in between a tree grew. A tree suckling on the earth, a tree sending out roots, a tree that would be cut down for a crucifixion thirty three years later. The tree grew, the son grew, each obedient to its roots, its mother, its journey.  All of this so close! All of this so far away from the other.  Both on a journey that would converge on Golgotha.
Jesus had such mercy on all that His eyes fell upon, all that presented themselves to Him.  No mercy on those who would judge without looking inward.  As we enter this journey once again, look for your answer in the Son, through whom the world was created.  Nestle closer.  Give thanks even more.  You are here for a great purpose, little trees.
Because of Him,

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