To the mountains we go...

Yesterday my husband and I made a last minute trip up to the mountains. There is a southern California ski resort and nearby towns about an hour and 45 minutes from where we live and we decided lets do it! San Diego has rain by way of a season and I was excited by the thought of seeing snow, pine trees, feeling brisk cool dry mountain air, and the quiet that comes with being surround by more trees than people and cars. On the way my husband and I thought, out loud, about worship and music and songs. We compared the music we love to classical music from the past and noticed how much they resemble in energy and passion but one is written with lyrics and the other wasn't. We discussed our desire to see more and more people become worshippers. Not just in song, or instrument but in their lives. We want to see growth and maturity in our own lives as God adorers/worshippers and would hope that we could see it in those who have been glassy-eyed, complacent, cookie cutter, and robotic in their relationship with our living, active, real, hands-on, involved God. While at breakfast this morning, I was staring out the window and thinking about all of the trees that had been killed in this mountain town by a beetle. These beetles are a normal part of the mountains ecosystem but due to climate changes in the area the beetles grew in population and overcame many of the trees. As I looked out the window I saw what looked like one tree growing out from the inside of another tree or i thought it looked like one tree putting on the coat/bark of another tree. I remember from a trip to the sequoia trees up north that trees will grow this "overcoat" of bark on top of its old wounded bark that was burnt by fire. This is one of the reasons that the sequoias get so huge. I would imagine that this tree was doing something similar but because of the damage from the beetles instead of fire. So what kind of trees escaped the wrath of the overpopulated beetle, I pondered with my husband this morning? The trees who survived are the trees that also managed to escape the drought in the area. The trees who had too few and too shallow of a root system couldn't withstand the onslaught of the bug. They are now being chopped down to make room for new trees to grow, to start fresh. The trees whose roots go deep and are vast maintained the water needed to outlast the beetle and are still standing. They are now growing a new coat of protection against any future beetle, fire or storm. This is my prayer. Lord, let my roots grow deeply in your word, let them stretch out over a vast expanse in search of more of You. Let me learn from the unexpected trials in life and let them cause me to grow stronger and stronger. I want to be like the blessed man in Psalm 1:

1 Blessed is the man Who walks not in the counsel of the ungodly, Nor stands in the path of sinners, Nor sits in the seat of the scornful; 2 But his delight is in the law of the LORD, And in His law he meditates day and night. 3 He shall be like a tree Planted by the rivers of water, That brings forth its fruit in its season, Whose leaf also shall not wither; And whatever he does shall prosper.

4 The ungodly are not so, But are like the chaff which the wind drives away. 5 Therefore the ungodly shall not stand in the judgment, Nor sinners in the congregation of the righteous.

6 For the LORD knows the way of the righteous, But the way of the ungodly shall perish.


Posted on March 16, 2010 and filed under Anything and Everything.