Four large pine trees and one 30ft tall locust tree that had been there for about 60 years.
Let's just say it did not want to go quietly into that dark night.
But, truth be told that thing, as giant as it was, had been dead a long time.
However, it may have been dead but it sure has left a lot of left overs.
And the sawdust. Oh My Stars, it is everywhere.
So what does one do with enough wood to last them their entire lives and that of their children's?
With some pieces so large it takes two grown men to move?
Well, some we will burn, some we will turn into other things and thankful most will be carried off by friends.
Needless to say, "the tree" and it's after effects have been foremost in my mind this week, and last
night while out walking I got to thinking about it and "ALL THE WOOD".
What struck me is how "The Tree" is a lot like sin our lives.
It may be dead to us, and maybe it's taken us a long time to chop it down, but we've finally done it.
But in doing so, it's left a woodpile in it's wake.
We don't want it there. But, it's there none the less.
And the woodpile, while it doesn't look as dangerous as the dead tree, it sure can have it's own pitfalls.
If you've chopped down a sin in your life, how do you make sure there are no 'woodpiles' left.
Oh your sin it's been forgiven. But, it's not enough for us to just 'chop' it down, we've got to get rid of
all the remains, otherwise we're just in for a different type of pain.
Burn that pile that is left. Sin has consequences, fall out, whether is 'giant logs' or 'sawdust' get it out.
Call a friend, a pastor, a counselor if you need to -but get ride of it.
Because you know what that leftover pile could easily turn into?
And while we may never grow that particular sin so high and large again, we keep it's remembrance
right there where we can see it, can think about it.
Maybe that might mean walking away from relationships, or getting off social media, changing where
you hang out or what you watch. I don't know. It's different for every person. But, I do know that
I have seen lives destroyed, not just from "the tree" (sin) but from the leftover "woodpile" as well.
You'd be surprised at the amount of angst that tree has given me this past week. Getting it out wasn't
quick or easy or cheap. And coming home and seeing that ginormous amount of wood left me
breathless and anxious. But, now after God whispering these thoughts into my heart last night I can
honestly say that I'm glad for the trouble and the mess it's left. What a reminder for me to get the
woodpile and sawdust out of my own life. I pray it helps be a reminder for you as well.
Grace and Peace,