Taking A Tree Down

I took Scout for a walk today. We did several blocks worth in Center Line MI. It is a pretty little town. I was walking with purpose because we have a bid on a house. The house is a three bedroom one bathroom with a nice sized yard and a two car garage.

As we made our way back to the kids place I passed an amazingly manicured yard. Ron and his wife love plants and trees. Their yard has won local recognition for being one of the most beautiful in the city. Living in Michigan where 9 months of the year is too cold to grow stuff, it is really amazing what this couple have done.

Today is a big day at their house. They are having a huge tree removed that has littered their yard with debris for years. A huge crane is coming in just a few minutes and will undo something that began decades ago. The work crew will probably spend a couple of hours to extract the monolith.

Our life can be like this tree in a way. Psalm 1 says that a just man is like a healthy tree by a flowing river. They bring forth fruit in season. Trees can be pains in the neck too. Like the one that got removed today. It spread junk everywhere and didn't give much shade either. It was a nuisance. Let's be good trees. Figuratively speaking. That takes being in the word of God daily and often through the day. Put your roots there and you'll be hard pressed to move or be removed.

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