DayBreaks for 6/0/16 – Raising Redwoods
From the DayBreaks archive, June 2006:
On Memorial Day this year, my wife and I hopped in the car and drove from our home to Mendocino, California on the Pacific coast. On the way across highway 128 are some lovely redwood groves. The road winds its way through the majestic giants, in some places with the darkness of the shadows so deep that it’s hard to remember that the day is still young and not ending. We stopped, opened the sun roof, reclined our seats and lay back, looking up at the underside of the treetops, swaying slowly in the wind.
For hundreds of years these trees have stood the test of time, weather and road making machinery. They inspire an awe that is at best, impossible to describe. There is something very, very spiritual about this place that God has made. One can’t help but wonder if what you think is the sound of the trees is the very breath of God.
In our yard, by our driveway, is another redwood tree. It’s not nearly as imposing as it may some day get to be. It’s just a mere baby – perhaps a hundred years or so old. It’s probably not more than 40 feet tall at present, if that. As I stand on the carpet of forest detritus that surrounds the base of the huge redwoods of the forest, I think about what it takes to raise a redwood – the patience, the constant care and attention, that someone, even if it is just God, must pay to such an undertaking. It needs the right amount of sun, of water, of nutrients, it needs protection from the fires and infestations that might bring it down at a young age.
Suddenly, I am stricken by the realization that raising redwoods to become all that they can be must be a lot like raising children to grow tall and straight in the Lord, to have their roots go down deep by the stream of Life that flows from the throne of God and of the Lamb (Rev. 22). And I am even more amazed to realize that God goes through this process with each one of His children – watching over us day and night, protecting, sheltering, nurturing – with tremendous patience, dreaming of the end result that will be a spectacle to behold.
PRAYER: Almighty Creator, our only true Father, how can we possibly express our gratitude to You for Your incredible patience and love as You grow us from seedlings to Spirit-filled men and women? How terrifying that You should entrust the lives and souls of our little ones to people such as us. Gift us with the diligence and patience to raise them as You raise us up. And thank You for seeing – and dreaming – of what we may become through Christ. In Jesus’ name, Amen.
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