Look at how low those tree branches are!" my neighbor
shouted. "That's going to come crashing down!"
"It's stronger than you think," I said.
"Well, if it doesn't break it will freeze to death," he replied.
Every single branch of the tree was covered in ice. Although the sun
was not shining through the clouds, the light danced on the
branches. Tiny drops of water dripped ever so slowly down the
outstretched arms of the mighty giant. Pausing along the way, they
were suddenly captured in stillness until the sun could set them
free once more.
"I've seen that tree bent over so low it touched the ground. It's a
sturdy old tree," I said.
"Hmmm," he mumbled not exactly sure he agreed.
"Besides, it has strong roots. It will be breaking the ice before
the ice breaks it," I told him.
I stopped. I stood there looking at him. It was an amazing moment
I've been frozen in place many times in my life. I have felt the
weight of the challenges in my life dragging me down. I physically
felt lower, slower, closer to the ground then when I was confident
and stress free.
I appeared to be lifeless, nearly broken. So why didn't I come
My roots. My roots are strong in my faith. My will to survive is
strong. Even in the still, dark, cold of the winter of your life,
know that if you have faith, you may bend, but you will not break.
Faith will "Break the Ice" of fear.
By Bob Perks