A Ring of Redwoods
Redwood cones are very small, the seeds within tiny, and yet the redwood tree is one of the biggest and longest living trees in the world. We have them along our freeway, along the country road to the Pacific Coast. Up where my brother lives are the giants that have been around since Jesus’ time, trees so big a dozen people or more can hold hands and not encircle them.
Cones dropped, seeds spilled and baby redwoods grew around the mother tree.
Loggers came and cut down many to build houses. One tree was so big, they used the base for a dance floor in the woods. Eventually, the baby trees grew and enclosed the floor and it was used a few times as a wedding chapel.
Wherever a ring of redwoods grow, a giant once lived. Even though it’s gone, it is remembered.
There are people of faith like those giant redwoods of long ago. Jesus was the greatest of all, and the world is ringed with his believers.
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