In our back yard stands a maple tree.
I envy the maple tree (is it weird to envy a tree?).
She weathers everything so well – the sunshine, the rain, the heat… Her branches spread out and provide shelter and shade for many little creatures and plants (including my children). She is rooted solidly and shows off the natural beauty that God planned for her in each season.
I am no maple tree.
I run around trying to make my day – my life – fit into my plan. I “gallop”, as it were, first one way and then the other, tending to my existence as if I have any control over it all. I fuss over my appearance, cry over my struggles, and find myself struggling to stand upright under the pressures that I put on myself.
Then I look out my window. And there she is, just as serene as she was yesterday.
Just the way God planned for her to be.
I sit down and watch her as the breeze wafts through her leaves, currently green with summer foliage. My pint-sized humans play in her shade, birds sing in her branches, and the clouds roll quietly overhead.
“Consider how the wild flowers grow. They do not labor or spin. Yet I tell you, not even Solomon in all his splendor was dressed like one of these. If that is how God clothes the grass of the field, which is here today, and tomorrow is thrown into the fire, how much more will he clothe you—you of little faith! And do not set your heart on what you will eat or drink; do not worry about it. For the pagan world runs after all such things, and your Father knows that you need them. But seek his kingdom, and these things will be given to you as well.
Do not be afraid, little flock, for your Father has been pleased to give you the kingdom. Sell your possessions and give to the poor. Provide purses for yourselves that will not wear out, a treasure in heaven that will never fail, where no thief comes near and no moth destroys. For where your treasure is, there your heart will be also.” (Luke 12:27-34, NIV)
I remind myself to take a deep breath…to gather into my spirit the peace that is so freely offered by a generous God.
May I be like the maple tree…like the lily. Content to fulfill the tasks that God asks of me each day, without worry for the tasks of tomorrow. May I set my roots firmly in Truth and allow Him to guide my hands in good works. May others find in me a source of rest and encouragement for their own tasks. And may I learn how to live contentedly through each season of life.