The Life of an Oak Tree Part 1

I wrote this story to illustrate how God created the wonder of a tree. It was posted in our Family News newsletter in three parts.

I started out as a small seed on the very top of a tree. My, ‘tis wonderful to be so small, and to feel every cool breeze, and then go airborne in the fresh cool air of fall! My cap was connected to another’s, though we soon were separated. He was picked up and transplanted to another wood. I am glad I lived where there was no snow. Feathered friends picked up stories whispered among the trees all the way from the far North, where, it seems, the acorns scarcely fall to the earth before the deep snows come, not giving them a chance to sink downwards into the ground. Many of them die before spring.

I soon was buried beneath the ground and went into a long, deep sleep. I knew no more until spring, when I woke up to a new, colorful world around me. Trees were just putting out new leaves, flowers were starting to bloom, and jays, robins, and mockingbirds sang their bird-like songs joyfully in the trees. It seemed that I could hear the words of their song, which was this:
“Spring is our favorite time of year,
So we all sing with joy and cheer,
Flowers are blooming,
Trees have now robing,
Oh, spring is our favorite time of year.”

But the most startling, yet pleasing change of all was that my head was a good four inches off the ground!

(to be continued)