Unearthed from a collection found in my attic
~ Dated 3-12-1972 ~
Seed
Growth
Young tree
Growth
Firm
Beautiful
Majestic
Growth
Reaching out
Protective
Union of pieces – home
Bearing
The tree …
Birth
Growth
Young man
Growth
Firm, strong
Meek, mild
Compassionate
Merciful
Reaches out
Protective
Union of men
Bearing
Love – eternal home
The Man – The Tree
Together – the Tree of Life
Nails – Saws
Dead!
Dead
Only in appearance and in physical sight
The tree bore a flower which bore a seed – for another growth
The man bore love which bore a soul – a soul of eternal growth
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In remembrance of Good Friday!
“Who his own self bare our sins in his own body on the tree, that we,
being dead to sins, should live unto righteousness: by whose stripes ye were healed.”
Bible, I Peter 2:24
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© rgb for “On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea”, 2011 – 2012
"On Dragonfly Wings with Buttercup Tea" 
Wow, Becca, you wrote this one year and one month prior to the birth of my oldest, my dear daughter! This was a time when I was writing these sorts of things, as well–and occasionally getting them into church newsletters, community “free” papers, little mags! This is a truly wonderful comparison of the life of the tree (from which the Cross was made) and the life, death, and resurrection of our Lord Jesus Christ! You were really masterful with short, pungent line forms of poetry in 1972! In fact, I believe we were still living in officers’ quarters at Wright-Patterson AFB at this time, soon moving to Oak Ridge, TN, where my daughter was born the next spring! Seedlings, new beginnings, new blessing, sacrifices, travels, teachings, ministries–so many blessed memories and so many inspiring scripture lessons. You cannot know how much you have blessed me today as I play “catchup” with all my blogging friends. I had SUCH a busy schedule of Holy Week and Easter holiday/weekend activities–all bringing many blessings. I deliberately waited until today to post my last Lenten Journey post, for I needed to get past the “highs” of Easter weekend to do so. Trust me!
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I really like the way you crafted this, Becca, so timely to be meditating on. Thank you.
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and what a beautiful remembrance it is. seems there’s so little said about the true meaning of this day any more….I remember it quite differently as a child.
Hugs, G
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Awesome.
Wonderful words. Like the presentation.
Peace,
Siggi in Downeast Maine
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