~~~Firmly Planted~~~

Lord, make me like the tree

that stands in my backyard.

It questions not its purpose

Though the rains are hard.

Lord, I want to be that tree

When the winds blow fiercely away

How it stands so firmly

While the branches gently sway.

Lord, could I ever be that tree?

With its roots stretched far and deep

Seeking only something good

For its life to keep.

Lord, I'll try to be that tree

Who does not toil or spin

Yet You trim its branches

And make it new again.

Perhaps you too can be a tree

One firmly rooted in the ground

One who always remains the same

No matter who is around.

A tree is such a simple thing

Depending wholly on its care

From the master gardener

Who picked its place with care.

We too are like the trees

Put just where we belong

By the God who made this earth

And is He ever wrong?

Learn a lesson from the tree

And see what to you it will bring

For once a year they shed the old

Because they look forward to spring.

Be a springtime blossom
As on a flowering tree
The old is gone, the new is here
If you choose to let it be.