What to do with all those acorns…

Many people are struggling because they have not used what God has given them. God gives you an acorn; you invest it and it will become a tree! Stop praying for trees while acorns are lying all over the ground. God answered your prayer for the tree when He sent you the acorn. Your creative ideas are acorns from which mighty trees emerge. Your talent is given to you to be multiplied.
TD Jakes


There are three oak trees in our yard–two of great prominence to our house–as we built the house so that the trees would be able to grow and thrive without being impeded by the building of and eventual existing of the house. They in turn showcase our home beautifully.

We almost lost one, a couple of years back, to a tornado. It now has a bit of a distinct lean—not a deadly lean nor a lean noticeable to the causal observer—just enough for us to know things are slightly skewed. The other one, we fear has a leaf blight that will eventually take the tree. Sadly it appears as if the one in the back of the house may also have the blight. I am so sad as I love these trees. I feel as if they are reflections of our home and our lives. I can’t imagine having them removed.

I continue hoping and praying that they, particularly the large one out front, will make it. We have a picture of our then 11 year old son by the tree when we had first bought the property. He’s standing out in what was a pasture spotted with a couple of young oak trees. He and the oak trees are but young saplings. Our son will turn 25 in December. The tree, I could’t say, I just hope that, as our son, who is soon to marry and will eventually start a family of his own, the tree will be here for future grandchildren to pose beneath….

We tend to mark the important events of our own lives by the trees privy enough to be around us. My husband and I visited Portsmouth, New Hampshire a few summers back. We went on a lovely walking tour of this quaint historic seaport colonial city. Upon stopping outside of the Moffat-Ladd home we noted a huge towering tree.

The story is that William Whipple, then resident of the home and New Hampshire’s signer of the Declaration of Independence, had brought back from his trip to Philadelphia a young Horse Chestnut sapling. He planted the young tree in the yard of the home as a reminder of his participation in such a historic event. He wanted Portsmouth to have a tangible link and a constant reminder of the role the city once played in the quest for freedom. The tree, which now towers over the house and is thriving to this day, is a long lasting snapshot of a once very young nation.

Yes trees are such important sentinels to our very lives. I think of the giant redwoods on the West coast of this country who were but young strong growing trees at the same time a young man, who on a different continent, walked the barren lands of Galilee calling out for followers.

I think of what these trees witness, what they protect, what they provide for us, what they mean to us—and yet, sadly, we have not always been kind to their existence or very good stewards to their survival. I’d like to think we live in a symbiotic relationship with trees–unfortunately however,I think it is only to our benefit that this relationship exists—the trees would do fine without us—perhaps that makes us a bit parasitic….

So on this beautiful Saturday morning of a beautiful Autumn weekend, I hope you will have an opportunity to wander outside under and beneath the trees of your life—be they in your yard, in you community or out in this great big country of ours—be thankful and grateful for their existence as they provide so much more for you than you can ever provide for them…..

I can see clearly now the rain is gone…


“We don’t yet see things clearly. We’re squinting in a fog, peering through a mist. But it won’t be long before the weather clears and the sun shines bright! We’ll see it all then; see it all as clearly as God sees us, knowing Him directly just as He knows us!”
1st Corinthians 13:12 The Message Bible

This picture was taken last summer from the summit of Mt Washington in New Hampshire. The weather atop such summits as Mt. Washington, as well as other very high peaks worldwide, is always a wonder, always unpredictable. Mt. Washington boasts some of the the worst weather on the planet as 4 different air masses collide at its peak. The strongest winds on the planet have been recorded at the science station that calls the summit of Mt Washington home.

On this particular day, we were fortunate as the clouds had given way to blue sky, providing sweeping views below, even allowing trekkers a view of the Atlantic ocean. It is standing on such a summit that reminds me of how truly small I really am–how massive and powerful our planet truly is—but as some many of us live in or near big cities, we often forget about the grandeur of this planet and simply marvel in the man-made world which we call home.

If you’ve read any of my previous posts you know that I spent time in the mountains of North Carolina during college and that it is when I am in the mountains (as well as standing on an ocean shore) that I feel the closest to God, as I can truly marvel in the world He created. The views from a mountain summit or the power felt while standing at the shore of a raging sea, or the silent majesty felt while standing in a cathedral like forest constantly draws me back to God and His splendor—which is so quickly forgotten back in a city.

After all of our Spring rains, when I look at this picture, as when I look out my window this morning, I can hear Johnny Nash singing his oh so familiar number one hit from the early 70’s “I can see clearly now” …..
I can see clearly now, the rain is gone,
I can see all obstacles in my way
Gone are the dark clouds that had me blind
It’s gonna be a bright (bright), bright (bright)
Sun-Shiny day.

It is indeed a bright sunshiny day and just as our verse for this morning so joyfully states, it will not be long before we clearly see and know our Father, just as He sees and knows us—that is joy unto itself and a marvelous wonder of anticipation.

On this sun shiny morning, may I wish for you a sun-shiny day, clear skies and the joy of knowing and clearly seeing your Father in heaven just as He sees and knows you–