The Little Tree with a Broken Limb
During the week after my surgery, my body was still feeling the pain.
I was frustrated because I was not able to do my daily tasks.
I found it hard do nothing but rest. It was difficult to rest and let
my body heal.
I was wary and discouraged.
I had a need to praise the Heavenly Father and enter into His Presence
to be filled with His Joy.
While I was resting, I found I had more time to fellowship and to find
rest in Him.
He send His angels to wait upon me and lift me with their support.
My mother patiently and lovingly ministered to me day until night.
Like a angel she did this all week.
My Precious Heavenly Father seemed pleased to care for me and lovingly
ministered to me in my weakness.
Perhaps the way I feel, when my children run to me when they are hurting
and when they need me.
I am delighted when they allow me to love them and hold them, because
they are precious to me.
In the same way I spent the week resting in and running to the Heavenly
Father who loves me. This brought such sweet fellowship and reward. Although
my body was weak, I had a desire to be spiritually awake, lifted up, and
filled with joy. For the Lord is Worthy of ALL PRAISE.
As I was entering into the Fathers presence with praise, thanksgiving
and Joy, I wanted to rejoice. But I found that I did not want to rejoice
Just outside my window there is a grove of trees. It is a beautiful
sight. It brings a great delight to me look at Gods workmanship and see
I asked God to bless the trees outside my window. I asked that they
would clap their hands arid rejoice with me and that they would awake and
proclaim the Glory of the Lord.
To my great delight, one of the many trees, a little tree with a broken
limb, started to move. It moved its branches in great delight arid gratitude
in response to my request.
This tree did not stand as tall nor was as strong as the other trees
nor was as beautiful as the cedar trees. It alone responded while the tall
cedars stood unmoving.
Then I notice the little tree had a large birds nest securely nestled
in its care. I had not ice the nest at first because I was waiting for
all the other trees to also respond.
I turned to the left and the right.
I again proclaimed to the other trees to awake and arise
"Oh trees of this field and proclaim the Glory of God. For He is worthy
For He has creaked all things for His Glory. They are His workmanship.
So arise and give Glory to your creator".
Then all of the trees began to clap their hands in praise to their
It was such a beautiful sight to behold
when all the trees of the field began clapping and praising the Father.
For He alone is worthy of ALL PRAISE!
Weeks had gone by and I was once again reminded of the tender fellowship
of my Heavenly Father.
On the way home from my doctor's checkup, I noticed the trees to my
right were very still. But the trees on my left started to move and clap
their branches as I was passing by.
I started to giggle and laugh so hard, the kind of pure laughter I
remember only when I was a little girl.
It was such a tender favor to see them clapping their hands as it were
to speak before the Father.
We are the Precious Heavenly Fathers workmanship.
©2010 Cami Vandeveer
Out of His Love He has made us.
He delights in our worship and time we set aside to rest and have sweet
fellowship alone with Him.
The tenderness of His Love and Blessings melted my heart and brought
me a sweet peace and joy.
I am grateful and I will rejoice and praise Him.
I will always cherish that precious fellowship and moments we spent
When even the trees of the field clapped their hands in Honor of His