The Hope of a Tree
Job 14:7-9 (KJV) For there is hope of a tree, if it be cut down, that it will sprout again, and that the tender branch thereof will not cease. Though the root thereof wax old in the earth, and the stock thereof die in the ground; Yet through the scent of water it will bud, and bring forth boughs like a plant.
When I was a kid, my brother and I spent many afternoons down at Spring Creek. Riding our bikes and building forts were two of our favorite pastimes. There were plenty of trees to choose from, in which to build our mighty fortresses.
As time passed, more and more trees were hewn down, to make way for new housing developments. Dave and I jumped from stump to stump, making our way across the woods. Occasionally, a delicate green stalk would emerge from the otherwise dead tree base. I stopped to peer deeply into the crevice, wondering what lay beneath the surface.
Hope is like that, simmering just below the crust--full of the promise of new life. Our mortal bodies will one day wither and die, but our souls are a tender shoot, bursting through the finite dust, to gain infinite life with Christ. The hope of a tree like Calvary, that bore our Savior when He was crucified, is something to hold dear.
The book of Job is a tragic tale. And yet, hope is mentioned 17 times. Satan was allowed to take away Job's children, wealth and belongings, but he couldn't touch his hope. Will you be brave enough to break through the barren ground, and reach for the refreshment of hope?
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Female in Motion Health Update: I am making a new schedule this week...less work and more play! I'll keep you posted.
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Notable Quote:
"Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest."--Alexander Pope
When I was a kid, my brother and I spent many afternoons down at Spring Creek. Riding our bikes and building forts were two of our favorite pastimes. There were plenty of trees to choose from, in which to build our mighty fortresses.
As time passed, more and more trees were hewn down, to make way for new housing developments. Dave and I jumped from stump to stump, making our way across the woods. Occasionally, a delicate green stalk would emerge from the otherwise dead tree base. I stopped to peer deeply into the crevice, wondering what lay beneath the surface.
Hope is like that, simmering just below the crust--full of the promise of new life. Our mortal bodies will one day wither and die, but our souls are a tender shoot, bursting through the finite dust, to gain infinite life with Christ. The hope of a tree like Calvary, that bore our Savior when He was crucified, is something to hold dear.
The book of Job is a tragic tale. And yet, hope is mentioned 17 times. Satan was allowed to take away Job's children, wealth and belongings, but he couldn't touch his hope. Will you be brave enough to break through the barren ground, and reach for the refreshment of hope?
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Female in Motion Health Update: I am making a new schedule this week...less work and more play! I'll keep you posted.
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Notable Quote:
"Hope springs eternal in the human breast: Man never is, but always to be blest."--Alexander Pope
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