I saw a broken tree. Broken on the outside, broken on the inside. I did not truly understand why God decided to break the tree, floating in the lake. How beautiful it was, as broken as it was. Broken from the past, broken from the hurt of others. My friend told me that the tree was first cut in half and made into a tree house. The tree lived as a house for children for many years, but see the children were not using the house for good reasons. There was a girl that would go into the tree house every day, and she must have been no older than 13 years of age. She made cocaine in the tree house and would sell it to her friends and even her parents. She went to school every day, and after school, she would make or sell the drugs. You might say that her heart was gone, because she did not care if she was hurting others. All she cared about was making money. When she became 18, she decided to leave and move out. She moved from San Francisco to Los Angeles. She was still selling drugs on the street and one day this little boy came up to her and said: “You gave four rocks to my Mom last week and now she’s dead. Will you give me a rock too?” She broke down into tears and held the little boy in her arms. She then moved back to San Francisco and went to her parents’ home, but when she got there all she saw was a church.
It reminds me of the Bible verse: Luke 13:6-10
6 Then he told this parable: “A man had a fig tree growing in his vineyard, and he went to look for fruit on it but did not find any. 7 So he said to the man who took care of the vineyard, ‘For three years now I’ve been coming to look for fruit on this fig tree and haven’t found any. Cut it down! Why should it use up the soil?’
8 “‘Sir,’ the man replied, ‘leave it alone for one more year, and I’ll dig around it and fertilize it. 9 If it bears fruit next year, fine! If not, then cut it down.'”
Furthermore, once she left the tree house, the tree was built into a church. She stopped using, making and selling drugs and started to go to the church. Ten years later, the church was broken down and rebuilt after an earthquake. The piece of the tree that I saw was from the shattered church after the earthquake. And even though the tree now might be broken at times, God still uses that amazing tree. The tree is used for God and His glory. We as Christians must be broken, strengthened and then used for His Kingdom, so that His will may be done. You may be broken now, but you will not be broken forever.