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Thursday, September 14, 2006
Tuesday, July 04, 2006
Tree Story #78: Meditations...
Meditations on a Tree
Faithful tree! Freeing us from your forbidden ancestor’s curse,
The birthplace of empty promises and lies.
Pestilence and toil, war and hatred, pride and fear and despair
-The tyranny of sin and death-
All find their ultimate end when the gardener
Nails payment to your branches.
Tree of beauty! Not resin but blood flowing down those branches,
Blood to wash the world from stain,
Blood to reconcile wayward sons and daughters to the Father,
Blood to make one people.
Sweet tree! None in fruit thy peer may be.
Your long-awaited Divine fruit giving nourishment,
Only antidote to the toxic ancient fruit,
Fruit to produce fruit.
The purchased feast under your boughs,
The beloved discovers that she has become someone else
As the crimson juice trickles down her chin.
Tree of victory! Among your branches the partridge rules over the serpent,
And the aged remember the first dawn and recognize the day:
The second creation, pardoned and beyond tarnish or corruption.
Glorious tree! Leaves unfurling after the frost
Drink the Light and prove that Winter’s spell has broken.
Lush foliage erupting over the hills testifies to this newness of life,
Quivering silver medallions hanging from tender stems whisper of riches beyond measure.
Great tree, point heavenward lest I forget the ever-circling Sovereignty.
Karen Garven
Wednesday, April 05, 2006
Friday, March 31, 2006
Wednesday, March 08, 2006
Tree Stories in Sacramento Magazine
This month Sacramento Magazine has featured me & this Tree Stories project in the "City Sketch" feature (Page 35.) Yes, my name is spelled wrong but I've got a corrected PDF, now if I could only figure how to post it & link to it... in my spare time, of course.
Monday, February 27, 2006
Monday, February 20, 2006
Saturday, February 18, 2006
Tree Story #68: The Taller Tree
I was in China on a mission. One of the many things we did on this adventure was meet at this small tea house for something called English Corner. English Corner was a chance for some of the locals to come in and practice their English with those who were fluent. I got a chance to hold a conversation with an older Chinese woman who happened to be a single mother of one little girl. During our conversation she seemed to not only be able to practice her English with me but started to open up to me about what was currently stressing her. She was sad for her daughter. She had noticed that her daughter of eight years old had begun to develop a strong artistic talent. The little girl wanted so bad to be an artist and she constantly practiced her creativity at home and in school. What saddened the mother was that this was not acceptable in their culture. Her family was against it, the school was against it and the little girl’s friends made fun of her. The lady then explained that in this place it is not acceptable to be the taller tree. That everyone must be on the same plane as everyone else. The little girl was not allowed to branch out, she must remained pruned back. Her daughter was a tree that could not become the full majesty that she was created to be. She wished so bad that she could send her daughter to America where her daughter could grow among the shores of freedom. Ever since this conversation I realized how blessed I have been to grow in a place that encourages artistic growth. I pray for this girl even to this day. I even had a dream that she was able to finally grow beyond the trees next to her and become the height that God had planned for her talents. This tree story is dedicated to this little girl.
Jared Konopitski
Friday, February 17, 2006
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