My insides feel drained. Lifeless. Tired.
I saw this tree. It looked like I felt at that very moment. Alone. Exposed. Small. Insignificant.
Ever felt that way?
I came to my favorite quiet spot. A simple chair under an old oak. Its branches like arms stretching out to me. Welcoming me into the fold.
I sat basking in the sun. I enjoyed the cool December breeze…. the refreshing smell of the outdoors.
Then I am reminded of Isaiah 61 and the reference to the Oaks of Righteousness. The oak tree is a symbol of strength and endurance. With God, I can be like this strong oak….. “a planting of the Lord for the display of his splendor.” Isaiah 61:3
Enjoy your day….. God bless……