The Tree Remembers
March 6, 2023 | Sharla Moody YC ‘22
The tree remembers, the ax forgets: those
nights You carved me out of my wants and toiled
to make a sapling out of all these bare,
burnable, precious branches. Lord, do You
remember how it hurt me to be chipped
into pieces, to discard all my loves,
to bear fruits that I have never tasted?
Did You keep these branches, Lord, knowing that
I would gnaw away each day with vicious
teeth at the fruit You grafted onto these
lifeless limbs? Lord, Your tree remembers, my
ax forgets that the Gardener grows an
orchard of His trees, and waters their
roots, and feeds hungry wood-chippers like me.
This piece is a part of a series for Lent 2023. Read more at https://www.yalelogos.com/lent2023