On a walk early this morning, I spy the biggest tree I’ve ever seen in my life. I literally have to lean way, way back to see it fully. This picture is really only half of the tree! I can’t contain it!
Enormous trees are sobering, humbling, and perspective-giving. They remind me that so much has gone before me, and so much will come after me. I’m a small thing here, for a small time, in a small space. I want to be a blessing while I can, however I can. I want to love deeply and beautifully.
So much will come after us. When I stand under this tree, I remember the passage of time. I think of the verse in Psalm 90: “Teach us to number our days, that we may gain a heart of wisdom.”
I lean way, way back, and I remember a truth about our lives.
Do you think about time when you look at trees? What else makes us think about time like this?