Pride
View from My Window
Tuesday, Dec. 13, 2005
A tree stood tall, wide and proud in view of my window. Alone, it stood out. Its beauty was obvious due to its exposure. But a strong wind came, and to my astonishment, it cracked like a twig under the force that struck it unprotected from any surrounding trees. What had once been a tree majestic in its stature now was lying with its lovely branches full of leaves on the ground floor beneath. This was all that was left of its beauty. The once wide, strong trunk was now a stub reaching up into the sky denuded of its pride.
How like that tree I sometimes can be? When I become too decked out in my own self and ego, like a proud peacock, any foul event that comes along can ruffle my feathers causing me to teeter on my unbalanced self-will. But when I rely on the friendship and goodness of others and live not in isolation, but in consort with others about me, my foundation remains firm and I am much more able to weather the storms in life that come my way.
Though the tree standing alone on the hill was so very beautiful, by lacking the strength and protection of others, it now is a dead trunk providing shelter to a few critters where once it was a protective umbrella to many.
Tuesday, Dec. 13, 2005
A tree stood tall, wide and proud in view of my window. Alone, it stood out. Its beauty was obvious due to its exposure. But a strong wind came, and to my astonishment, it cracked like a twig under the force that struck it unprotected from any surrounding trees. What had once been a tree majestic in its stature now was lying with its lovely branches full of leaves on the ground floor beneath. This was all that was left of its beauty. The once wide, strong trunk was now a stub reaching up into the sky denuded of its pride.
How like that tree I sometimes can be? When I become too decked out in my own self and ego, like a proud peacock, any foul event that comes along can ruffle my feathers causing me to teeter on my unbalanced self-will. But when I rely on the friendship and goodness of others and live not in isolation, but in consort with others about me, my foundation remains firm and I am much more able to weather the storms in life that come my way.
Though the tree standing alone on the hill was so very beautiful, by lacking the strength and protection of others, it now is a dead trunk providing shelter to a few critters where once it was a protective umbrella to many.
posted by Sandra | 5:44 PM
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