The men arrived early in the morning. The day was really too hot to be outside doing much of anything let alone attacking the evil that lurks under my front yard. Yes, roots. Big ones. LIfting up deck ones. Raising driveway and sidewalk ones.
So I did what any good hostess would do. I let the men use my umbrella and kept them plied with large glasses of cool, refreshing beverages. I k now they were being paid and it was their job, but I just felt so guilty that these guys had to endure the oppressive 100+ degree heat to eradicate the evil in my front yard.
Before seeing what lay underneath the soil, I was told they would be done in a day. By my calculation, two men armed only with shovels, pick axes and saws would be around for two or three days.
My overactive imagination went into hyper drive as I watched the battle unfold. I thought about how those massive roots had anchored and fed our tree that was cut down in the prime of its life last autumn. How could a something so nourishing and good turn into such a destructive power? The tree relied on those roots for life and support, but those roots ended up being the cause of the tree's demise.That relationship made me think about things in my life that started out innocently enough but took a turn for the worse. It's about balance. It's about turning to the owner's manual for life instruction.
If you accept My words and store up My commands within you, turning your ear to wisdom and applying your heart to understanding ...for the Lord gives wisdom...then you will understand what is right and just and fair ~ every good path...discretion will protect you..(Proverbs 2)
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