The Old Sycamore Tree (How To Live And Not Die)

The old sycamore tree stood in its place unmoved by the great storm.
It reached into the heavens and declared "I trust you God".

During the storm the old tree rocked back and forth , bending not breaking,
It reached in the ground just as high as it reached up to do its part.

It held on to a large rock and wrapped it roots without relent, knowing that it stood secure.

I have been here many years holding on and never letting go.
I have seen and heard many things.Yet in this place I endure.

When the storm was ended and everything came back to calm.
"Thank you Lord for another time you have kept me safe".

"I give you the honor, and you are so worthy to be praised".
"I will agian lift my branches and give you unselfesh praise".

 

 

 

 

 

  I  was created for praise!!!