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Listen to the Trees | Part III | Weeping Willow

The prophets must have Known there was something special about Trees. They were often found sitting under them, dreaming about them, and using their imagery in both poetry and prose. 

Continue exploring Kingdom Trees with me through these words from the prophet Jeremiah: 

"But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord,
whose confidence is in Him.

They will be like a Tree planted by the water 
that sends out its roots by the stream.

It does not fear when heat comes;
its leaves are always green.

It has no worries in a year of drought
and never fails to bear fruit." (Jeremiah 17:7-8)

Let's be Rigorously Honest for a moment - how many times have you said, "I trust in the Lord, and my confidence is in Him" yet still experience fear when the heat comes? You trust in the Lord & yet your leaves feel withered. You trust in the Lord & yet you are failing to produce good fruit. 

Reading verses like this has sometimes caused me in the past to feel...excluded. Like somehow I was missing something about this whole Christianity thing that everyone else seemed to get. Like I was doing it Wrong. 

I join the congregation in singing at the top of my lungs, "I Trust in God..." and yet...I Weep. 

Dramatic & graceful, and ever so Thirsty, Weeping Willows are typically found growing near lakes, ponds and streams, their Roots searching and reaching up to three times their diameter for a Water Source. 

Instead of growing straight up like the strong and mighty Oak, Weeping Trees (including Weeping Willows, Weeping Poplars, and Weeping Cherry Trees, among others) Grow Down.

But they haven't always. Most Weeping Trees that you see today were selectively bred through gene and hormone mutation and were brought to the Americas from overseas for their ornamental purposes. Beautiful as they may be, it wasn't their Original Design.  

As I sat under my Window Tree meditating on these words from Jeremiah, two in particular stood out to me: 

Will be.

Of course. This is a Prophecy. 

Go back and read it again. "Blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord...they will be like a Tree..." May these words remind you that you are right where you need to be, never excluded from God's family for your tears. 

Beloved, Weeping was not your Original Design, & you are Beautiful and Blessed. 

Plant yourself near the Water Source, send out your Roots, and keep Trusting in God. 

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