The Mighty Oak

by Sally Law

Doubt had crept into my soul-- unexpected, like a thief. The day was so fine ... then not. I was going about my business as the town's famed oak tree, matured and grounded, when the storm came. The merciless winds tried me. I was beginning to wear thin as branches went flying, and neighboring trees succumbed. How much more could I take? Blowing backwards, I'd thought I would snap; yet, I did not. Though beaten about and drenched, I held--strong and sure. As a tree, one must always have hope; for another ray of sun will surely come again.

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We have a mighty oak in our front yard, the biggest around here. After decades of hurricanes and stormy tropical weather, it remains unmoved.

This is a word for my Fan friends who are 'under it' right now and need a ray of hope. Mary Kay, Barb, Wendy, Debbie Pope, and Teri, came to mind. I know there's many more. Please know, we are in God's hands, always. Don't forget that, my dears.

In the Bible, mankind is depicted as trees of the field. Isaiah 55:12~ For you will go out with joy and be led forth with peace; the mountains and the hills will break forth into shouts of joy before you, And all the trees of the field will clap their hands.

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