Evergreens and Mountains

Don’t you just love evergreens? I haven’t had a Christmas tree for a lot of years–and when I did, it was often fake. But we have spruce and lodgepole pine trees around our house that protect us from the harshest of the snow in winter.

With great regret, we’re afraid we might be moving soon. Wherever we go, we need trees. I’m not really a tree kind of person. I mean, a few here and there work for me, and then I like the wide open spaces. And mountains. And water.

Trees, however, are a sign of life for me, especially the evergreens. I love the feeling of protection I get whenever I see a tree–unless I’m in a lightning storm. Trees give me shelter and hope. A good, strong, sturdy old tree gives me a connection to the past.

I have a family tree that keeps me, an only child, connected to a foundation. My cousin lives within a three hour drive from me. I’ve always had a cousin within three hours of me even when I lived far from most of my family.

But the most important thing to have is a spiritual family tree. That foundation dates back to Jesus Christ, to the beginning of the world, and is more solid and protective than any other foundation that exists. When I’m in limbo, wondering where we will be a year from now, or even next month, I have that foundation to hold me fast and connect me to family all over the country–all over the world.

Don’t you just love trees?