Tuesday, October 5, 2010

Longing for Spring...

So, do you know that interview question where they ask you, "If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?"  And then you answer something like, "Oh, well, that's easy.  If I was a tree, I'd be a willow tree, because I'm flexible and bend with difficulty."  Or if you're cocky, you'd say, "I'm an oak tree.  Because I'm solid, and strong."  Of course, if you're young and stupid, you might jokingly say something like, "I'm a Christmas tree, because I like to get lit up."  (Which just tells your future employer that you're probably going to be showing up to work on Monday mornings with hangovers.)  Anyway.  My point.  That question... it's rather stupid, but the other night, I was lamenting about life to my man.  I told him, "Honey, if I was a tree... I'd be like a tree, covered in snow... Christmas has long since past, and every branch in my life is heavy, and laden with cold, wet, yuck.  I just want spring to come!"  
(Corbis Photo)
To his credit, he didn't laugh.  After he arranged his features into an understanding and very sympathetic face, he actually encouraged me.  He's smart, and he realized that going along with my drama was a wise choice for the moment.  (Though I'm betting this whole tree conversation will come back to  haunt me someday in a lighter moment.)

Adrain gently pointed out that perhaps I'm more like the tree that's in the process of being pruned.  

Lately, I've felt like every branch of my tree stopped at a big sign, reading, "You're a big, lousy failure in this area of your life."  Struggling  under the weight of each "thing" was breaking me in two.  Rather than feeling convicted, I was feeling overwhelmed.  Instead of feeling hopeful regarding changes I could make, I'd been feeling discouraged, drained, and lifeless in nearly every aspect of my daily living.  That's downright depressing, and it's been going on for months now.  Which is why my husband suggested that my perspective might be slightly off.  If my perspective is on myself, and how I'm handling life, it's going to feel like a heavy weight of snow.  If a tree is only worried about the fact that it's getting limbs sawed off, it's going to be upset.  (I mean, if a tree had the capacity to get upset.  You know what I mean.)

Whereas, if my perspective is on my Creator, and what He's doing in my life to bring about something new, it's much more likely to feel like a process with a hopeful ending.  An ending that will someday, bear much fruit.   

"I am the true vine, and my Father is the gardener.  He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful."  (John 15:1-2)

If you were a tree, what kind of tree would you be?

Longing for spring,


...Ouch.  I later realized that I needed to change my WHOLE focus and no longer dwell on my circumstances.  Click here, for more...

19 comments:

  1. I laughed so hard through the first part of this that I was tearing up. Then I got to the bottom and the tears did flow. Sasha, you are an amzing woman, Wife, Mom, and Christian example. Hold your head high.

    I think if I was a tree I would be a fruit tree so that I was providing nourishment for the people I love. I hope you have a beautiful and blessed Tuesday.

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  2. In these seasons I try to remember*HE who began a good work in you is FAITHFUL* to complete it...now that is HOPE!
    Rene

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  3. While reading this whole post I kept thinking about the tree that was made into a cross~You know the one that Jesus died on for us. It's sad but without it we would have no hope, no life, no salvation.
    Grab onto that tree/cross and hold on!

    Robin~♥

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  4. This is such a great post! I wish my husband was more contemplative and could think of different perspectives for me to view my problems. You are lucky. You definitely have good things coming your way. Hang in there. And, I think I would be a willow tree-just because I love them. :-)

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  5. Just remember in the winter... far beneath the bitter cold... lies a seed that with the sun's love ... in the Spring becomes a rose...

    did I quote that song correctly? anyway... I think you get my point! =)

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  6. Psalm 1:3 "like a tree planted by streams of water. . ."

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  7. I'd be a chopped down tree burning in a fireplace right now. Providing warmth for others but feeling a little chopped up and hot. :)

    Great perspective in your post!

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  8. Even if you are like a tree heavy laden with snow - those are so beautiful! Take heart, spring & new life always follow winter!
    Blessings,
    Olivia

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  9. Oh girlie you crack me up. I've never thought about what tree I would be, but if I had to I'd be one of those fuzzy pines. You know when you touch the needles they are soft. I'd want to keep my color all winter long and show off with lights for Christmas. I'd smell good and produce pretty pine cones. That's what kind of tree I'd want to be:)

    Keep on keepin' on girl. It will get better. And yeah my folks are still here. I've been a lot of fun too. Between the pms and my allergies it's been grand!

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  10. I love this post and you are just delightful even with the weight of heavy snow girly. Praying for you that it get's dusted off and you feel spring. I just do for you.

    To you sweet Sasha I pray this verse...
    Isaiah 61:3 and provide for those who grieve in Zion--to bestow on them a crown of beauty instead of ashes, the oil of gladness instead of mourning, and a garment of praise instead of a spirit of despair. They will be called oaks of righteousness, a planting of the LORD for the display of his splendor.

    A display of splendor you shall be.

    Smiles to you.

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  11. Wow, that totally spoke to me today, and actually opened my eyes to a few reasons why some things might be happening, or not, in my life. When I think of trees in relation to the Bible, I always think of Isaiah 55:12--in reference to God's word going out "For you shall go out with joy, and be led out with peace. The mountains and the hills shall break forth into sinking before you, and all the trees of the field shall clap their hands." Verses 8-13 actually are the one's that all tie together there, and it's such a lovely encouraging passage, I cannot get enough of it. Thank you for your thoughts, and blessings on you today! :-)

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  12. You make me smile :-) - everyday day!

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  13. I LOVE the way you write. I imagine it is just like the way you talk. you can make us laugh and cry all at the same time. Now that takes a very talented woman to do that and so YOU ARE A VERY TALENTED and REFRESHINGLY REAL woman.

    Kudos to your very wise man! Now if this does come back to haunt you, please share with us then too, okay?

    If I were a tree, I'd just want to be one of those that the sweet birdies like to sit and sing in. I know that would keep my mind off of my woes and onto being thankful for such blessings.

    Tasha, you truly are a JOY to know!
    ♥Lee Ann

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  14. Hmm. I would have to be a dogwood because they are so beautiful in every season. Ha!

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  15. Wow, amazing message and just what I needed to hear. I know I have said this before, but I thank God for you and the way He speaks through your life!

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  16. Oh my goodness...I was having such similar thoughts this afternoon...thinking about pruning and how trees don't, I mean, we don't like it, but how it's good for us and actually necessary for growth. I'm in a rotten place a lot of the time, and today was a Very Bad Day. Talk about FAIL. From the moment my alarm went off and I went back to sleep (with a son I needed to get up and get ready for school - oops). I forgot to take his lunch, since I wasn't up when he left. The school had to provide for him. (they did gladly, but still) I have felt stupid today, as well as bad-mannered (we never sent thank-yous from Christmas). The list goes on. It's so easy to bang yourself on the head with a hammer about each of the things that you've done wrong (me, I've) and hope that one of those times you'll just get knocked out.
    Whew. I hope tomorrow is better...and what sweet words from your husband. Thanks for sharing them. I suppose if I want tomorrow to be a better day, I ought to get to bed!
    I don't know what kind of tree I would be. What is a tree that makes other people laugh? I would want to be that kind. That doesn't even make sense.
    And your comment on Dandy's blog made me laugh...about the baby in Mongolia. :)

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  17. I love this post. :-) I wrote about something similar when I was writing a blog in preparation for a mission trip (http://feet-to-faith.blogspot.com/2008/03/ive-been-pruned.html) but it hasn't been updated in a long time. It needs a lot of work!

    Anything I would say as a comment in response to what you wrote would be the same kind of thing as what I wrote in that post, so if you have a few minutes at some point with nothing else to use them for, consider that post my comment. :-)

    And be encouraged, you're not the only one who has felt that way lately!

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  18. Stumbled upon your blog and I just got through reading about your journey of waiting on God and finding out His plans for your life... Your posts have truly touched my heart today... I am in waiting, too. Thank you for sharing and being transparent in your writing... I have been learning/trying to let go of my all my plans so that I can follow His plans for my life... and yet all I hear is silence. So hard this season of waiting and letting go... Thank you!

    Praying for you and your journey my friend!
    Kendra

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