Looking out my bay window is like watching a big screen TV
of real life in action. My holly tree is full of big fat red berry clusters. It is natures Christmas tree. Among the branches,
I see a few red cardinals here and there.
I see a woodpecker with a black and white spotted coat and a red cap
upon his head. You have to look close
for the many other various birds that pick at the abundant fruit, but they are
there you just take the time to look.
There are fluffy squirrels with their winter coats plush. They dance
throughout the tree. Then one settles upon a branch nestled within a space. It
is a perfect spot for an ornament. You can’t help but see him against the
background of the deep green shinny leaves, nibbling away at his new found
treasures of delight. Another squirrel
goes out to furthest end of a branch, a place where any other ornament would
fall to the ground from its weight. How graceful
he sits upon it, bobbing up and down as he nibbles on one berry at a time. His mouth moves a mile a minute as he chomps
away at his treasured prize grabbing one berry after the other. He appears as light as a feather, and I wonder
how he does that.
It is a tree of life more beautiful then any Christmas tree I
could decorate myself. I feel blessed with a glimpse of heaven as I stop in my
busyness to look at God’s creation. It
reminds me of what he so often calls me to, the simplicity of life, and what is
truly important. The birds, and
squirrels, and what ever else lives within the tree, they don’t worry about
tomorrow. They take pleasure in the joy
of the moment. That’s all that matters and as they party
harder in the tree dancing from branch to branch, singing their beautiful
songs, eating from the tree of plenty there is peace and joy in their
simplicity and I am blessed .


