The Impossibility of Trees

I walked through a gathering of trees,
trespassing on sacred ground,
these woods all standing
                 tall and impossible.
I cannot so much build a tower
           of Legos and blocks
       without its leaning
              and crashing to the ground.
And here,
that which is manifest before me
I can never fully understand.

These mighty plantings of God
do not just defy gravity and wind,
        those foes set against them;
but God designed the trees to be
    strengthened by those forces
    that should bring them down.
The trees are only stronger for it.
Indeed, if you listen closely,
       there is laughter
       in the rustling of leaves.
Their limbs stretch out
    not to balance themselves,
    nor hold onto each other for support,
but hold their hands high in praise,
pointing to the One
      who made them useful
               and of great beauty,
no matter the season of life,
as they exchange worry
                    for worship.

This witness in the woods
reminds me that this is
just the beginning of what God can do
            in any one of us.
                   
I think I shall never see anything
      as impossible as a tree.

And God can redeem
         even more
     in everyone of us.

Blessed is the man
         who trusts in the LORD,
whose trust is the LORD.
He is like a tree planted by water
that sends out its roots by the stream,
and does not fear when heat comes,
For its leaves remain green,
and is not anxious
         in the year of drought,
for it does not cease to bear fruit.

                         Jeremiah 17. 7-8