What it means to be a tree.

Blessed is the man who walks not in the counsel of the wicked, nor stands in the way of sinners, nor sits in the seat of scoffers;

but his delight is in the law of the LORD, and on his law he meditates day and night.

He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers. – PSALM 1:1-3

What comes to mind first when I hear the word “tree” is shade. Cool, refreshing shade. Relief from the sun. Protection. This makes me desire more depth in Christ. I want to be a tree to my loved ones and all others that I cross paths with. I want to refresh people when they are with me. I long to be so deeply rooted in my faith that people feel shielded and safe when they are in my presence.

Trees are steadfast and resilient…even to the point that they hold the ground beneath them in place. My desire is to root myself in truth; to stand on the words of Christ, and hold them beneath me when the storms of this life try to strip me of their power.