Branches living in the world for all to see.
Reaching, stretching out.
Competing — look at me!
Look at my beauty.
Look at my strength.
Look at my shade.
Look at the homes I can supply.
Branches living in the world for all to see.
Bending, twisting, turning.
Competing — get out of my way!
Busy providing,
Busy growing higher, further,
Busy extending toward the next best thing,
Busy outdoing the rest.
What makes a branch when the leaves begin to fall?
All this competing.
All this pride.
Root me, Lord.
Water me in the Word of God.
Moisten me with Your Truth.
Nourish me in the love of family.
Give me soil loose enough to let me breathe.
Root me, Lord —
A space to grow a wide, solid foundation.
Offshoots growing deeper in integrity, character, and wisdom.
Ground beneath the branches transforming,
A strong base to withstand the storms of life.
Prune me, Lord.
Prune the branches of pride.
Prune the branches of greed.
Prune the branches of glitter and fame.
Prune the branches of busy.
Branches hang in the humble air.
Healthy limbs emerge,
Stronger than before.
Beauty shimmers in joy and grace.
Branches may live in the world;
The roots determine what the world will see.
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Emily Pogue
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