The Tree of Wisdom Someone called me a survivor of love, of life. When you survive a thing… do you really survive. When you survive, does every part of you come out alive. We are quick to say that, what happen to us doesn’t affect our decision or actions. I guess that would be like falling into a pool of water, naked and saying that you didn’t get wet. Survivor of cancer, you still live with the fear of the return of cancer. When you survive anything, it changes something about your heart, mind, body, soul, spirit. A survivor is only made whole through the love of Jesus Christ. He restores and allows you to make it through in order to help other.
When a Survivor shares his or her story, wisdom becomes the fruit of the tree. The tree of wisdom feed those that are hungry, strengthen the weary, find the lost and encourage the hopeless, embraces the soul, drown fears and give light to a dark world. The tree of wisdom, bear fruit in a dry land, and become water for the thirsty, healing to the sick, music to death ears, a safe place for damaged hearts and glue for broken spirits. A survivor, a Tree of Wisdom… No. I’m just a child of God