Wednesday, April 28, 2010
Legend of a Bush and a Tree ~ based on Jeremiah 17
by Sharlyn Guthrie
A bush sprang up in the middle of the desert.
It muddled in a puddle in the pouring rain.
When the puddle dried up the bush fried up
‘Cuz the roots couldn’t creep through the sand so deep.
Oh the sun beat down and it cracked the ground
And the roots didn’t find any water around.
The green leaves withered and the worms they slithered
Into the rotten wood that wasn’t any good.
A tree grew up nearby the living water
let its roots shoot down ‘til they found the stream.
Its green buds popped and they never ever stopped.
When the weather grew dry its branches didn’t fry.
Oh the sun beat down and it cracked the ground
But the roots were long and the tree grew strong.
The leaves stayed as green as any you have seen
And the tree bore fruit and a brand new shoot.
Now the bush in the desert is a man that is foolish.
He learns and he yearns for the ways of man.
But his ways grow old and are much too weak to hold.
He can only blame his sin for the pickle he is in.
Oh the sun beats down and it cracks the ground
But his roots can’t find any water around.
So his life it withers and the serpent slithers
o’er his heart of stone that is sad and all alone.
The tree by the water is a man full of wisdom.
He learns and he yearns for the ways of God.
And God makes him new as only He can do.
He is fruitful and free and as happy as can be.
Oh the sun beats down and it cracks the ground
But his roots are long and his faith is strong.
So he won’t fret about a storm or a drought
And God receives the glory for his amazing story.
I'm joining Ann VosKamp's Walk With Me Wednesday today. The topic is "Cultivating the Life God Desires"
A bush sprang up in the middle of the desert.
It muddled in a puddle in the pouring rain.
When the puddle dried up the bush fried up
‘Cuz the roots couldn’t creep through the sand so deep.
Oh the sun beat down and it cracked the ground
And the roots didn’t find any water around.
The green leaves withered and the worms they slithered
Into the rotten wood that wasn’t any good.
A tree grew up nearby the living water
let its roots shoot down ‘til they found the stream.
Its green buds popped and they never ever stopped.
When the weather grew dry its branches didn’t fry.
Oh the sun beat down and it cracked the ground
But the roots were long and the tree grew strong.
The leaves stayed as green as any you have seen
And the tree bore fruit and a brand new shoot.
Now the bush in the desert is a man that is foolish.
He learns and he yearns for the ways of man.
But his ways grow old and are much too weak to hold.
He can only blame his sin for the pickle he is in.
Oh the sun beats down and it cracks the ground
But his roots can’t find any water around.
So his life it withers and the serpent slithers
o’er his heart of stone that is sad and all alone.
The tree by the water is a man full of wisdom.
He learns and he yearns for the ways of God.
And God makes him new as only He can do.
He is fruitful and free and as happy as can be.
Oh the sun beats down and it cracks the ground
But his roots are long and his faith is strong.
So he won’t fret about a storm or a drought
And God receives the glory for his amazing story.
I'm joining Ann VosKamp's Walk With Me Wednesday today. The topic is "Cultivating the Life God Desires"
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We are weathering the blistering drought at times, but roots always know where to find the water! Loved the style and the message.
ReplyDeleteGood poem, great analogy...I like it. Ruby
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