viewers of my website may remember the time I told you that I talk to our trees. And all the trees around our home and on
the Radio Stations acreage, began as small saplings that felt the edge of my shovel. And they have a history of sorts.
one of my grandsons was small, I made a swing in our sweet gum tree, and it became "his" tree. As it grew older
and began shedding those sharp pointed seeds all over the yard, I had a man come to cut it down. That grandson happened to
be here, and my wife saw him race into the house and to a back room, so she went to check on him. He was crying because we
were cutting down his tree. I went outside and told the man with the saw, to just never mind.
When we had moved into
our home, among the trees I planted around the house were two pin oak saplings...one on the east and one on the west. And
as those pin oaks grew, our youngest daughter would climb as high as the limbs would allow, and sing to her heart's content.
a few years ago, lightning struck the west tree, now huge and towering over its area, but despite the care we tried to give
it, the time came that it became a possible danger, as the lightning strike went inside the tree and over the years, had turned
the heart of the tree to dust. We had to let it go. None of the family watched it go. Too many memories.
life. For every creation, man, beast and plant, there comes a time. We can regret our losses, but God has a plan for us
humans, and I have a feeling that the beauties of nature are not forgotten in his Master Plan. But we humans are His pride
and joy, and he has places in Heaven for each of us, where the word "goodbye" won't even be a word. If you
haven't made peace with Christ, do it before another bud opens.