A Tree by the Water

Something I've been increasingly realizing these days is the aptness of the metaphor between trees and Christians (or maybe people in general). Like trees, we stand there, completely rooted and unable to move. It is completely up to whoever plotted the land that we inhabit (God) whether we are near or distant from the water. We don't control the weather, nor can we move nearer to the water. Sure, we can try futilely to grow branches at certain angles and in different directions, but we will never determine the water that we receive.

As a tree that's been placed in a superfluously blessed position, I have no words but thanks.