DEDICATION
To
my family, friends, little sisters, and those I have had the pleasure
of having a cup of coffee with and babbling on about Life. It is a
wonderful thing be it black or with sugar, cream or in any
combination, just as Life is a wonderful journey.
Forward
This
is a work of fiction, names and all that are not real, just made up
in my silly little brain.
1
Tree of love
The
evening spring rain having stopped as the sun was setting. We, my
friends and I sat around the coffee shop finishing our cake and
drinking our coffee. I was enjoying the conversation, a myriad of
ever changing topics. It was as diverse as the company of friends I
sat with. A retired couple, enjoying watching their grandchildren,
a young couple in their, must be, early 30's, a single mom and a man
around 20 maybe 21. Yes, tonight had a diverse group chatting away and
I was enjoying all the different points of view.
The
elderly lady, seeing me observing but not participating, brought me
back to the table when she asked me, “So, Jack, what is love?” My
answer was simple, “Love is a tree” I said. She looked at me
slightly perplexed , and said “well go on, this should be good”
she chuckled, thinking I was in the process of making a joke. Not
knowing me too well, she did not yet understand, asking me to expand
on a topic can be a long time consuming thing. So, I took a sip of
coffee, lit a cigarette and started.
“Love
is a tree,” I said. Our own personal tree, which we tend and prune.
When we are born, I believe, the little seedling, of love in us,
takes root. At it's core is the love of the Father, from whom all
love springs from. Since we are too young to nurture it or water it,
our parents do that for us. Giving us their love, from their own
trees , to nurture our trees to grow. As we grow, so does the roots
of our tree dig deep and firmly into the soil of our being, our soul,
becoming as firm and hearty as the oak or redwood. For it is trying
to grow as our maker would has us be, tall and lush, basking in the
light He provides.
Now
a tree has branches that stem from the main trunk. At the center of
the trunk is our love of our Father. As a tree's age is told by its
rings, so the first ring would be the love of our parents.
LOL Just the beginning I hope...
