One of my neighbors used to have a beautiful tree in her front yard. Her
Dad had planted it for her when it was nothing more than a twig and for
years it seemed to barely grow at all. Yet, after a time it started to
shoot towards the sky with amazing speed. Soon it towered above her home
and blessed her with cooling shade in the Summer and glorious, golden
leaves in the Fall. When the two day blizzard from Hurricane Sandy
struck our town almost 4 feet of wet, heavy snow fell on the tree's
limbs that were still full of leaves. The weight was overwhelming and
split that lovely tree down the middle. It was so sad seeing half of it
laying on the ground after the storm. When I talked to my neighbor later
she said that the damage had been too much and that the entire tree
would have to be cut down. Thankfully, she had saved a few saplings from
it that she hoped to replant in the future.
Still, it was a shock
to drive by her house the other day and see nothing but a stump in her
front yard. I missed that tree. I missed its beauty. I missed its leaves
shining in the afternoon sun. I missed seeing its limbs reach towards
the heavens. I thought that the stump would be a sad reminder of it's
loss for a long time to come. My wonderful neighbor, though, had another
plan. When I drove by her home today I saw a tiny bird feeder sitting on
that stump and a colorful songbird having its dinner. It was such an
affirmation of life. It was such a joy to see. I could feel my heart
smile.
Life by its very nature is a mixed bag. It hands us both
beauty and tragedy, love and loss, pleasure and pain. What we do with
it, however, is up to us. We can let is split us in two, or we can use
even its hardest times to make our souls stronger and our hearts more
loving. We can spend it complaining or we can use it to help others,
share God's love, and make Heaven smile.
Joseph J.
Mazzella