strolling in the field, beside the wooded place
a single limb was jutting out and hanging in my face
tempted, at first, to break it off, I reach, but then draw back
remembering a time that will soon come, when I will want to have …
that one branch, that single limb, and the little cones it bears
For a celebration beckons me, from a future time
reminding me of how I’ve used these branches to celebrate in kind
So I leave it grow and watch it sway, on windy Autumn Days
until A Winter’s chill reminds me to seek it where it sways.
For it’s glorious smell, it’s vibrant green, it’s cones of little seeds
come in my house and decorate a graceful Manger scene.
It’s fragrance fills my home with joy and reminders that I too,
am to be a fragrance of My Lord all the long year through,
and it’s vibrant green reminds me of the life I have within
placed there by the Love of God, who came to die for me
It’s cones of seeds beckon me to reach out with that grace
and share the love of my dear Christ in every single place.
and so that one branch, that single limb, to many it may seem
just, in the way, or perhaps, a mere inconvenience
but to me, it’s a reminder of all my Christ has done for me.
and so we too, can view ourselves as an awkward little branch
perhaps we feel, we’re not much use, in this world so grand and vast
but God delights to confound the arrogant
by using little branches that no one would suspect
and so I wait and grow and bloom, for one day my God will reach
down from His heaven and use me to love, encourage and teach
and I will decorate the world with His love, as the pine branch did for me
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