Tuesday, May 27, 2014
The Black Tree
So there's this black tree along a secret trail on Turkey Mountain. It looks dead, but some of the upper branches produce leaves. Its bark is a blackened, perhaps from a fire ages ago. It stands out in contrast to the monotonous brown of winter and green of mid-summer. The tree interrupts your experience; it is not what you expect to see around the bend. Each time I visit the trail, I feel compelled to stop, walk around it, and take in the strangeness of this living being. For me, it is an appropriate symbol for my God. God is what you least expect in life. He is the enigma when things in your little world start making sense.
Seeing God in the Works of Creation, A Catholic Photo Challenge.