Dec 31, 2024

THEY WERE ALL WRONG

I took a walk with my sister Janice this morning. She noticed some strange-looking trees nearby. They had leaves covering the trunk, soft and feathering downwards, then spindly leaves at the top wildly pointing outward like afro hair, and a comb of leaves sticking in an arch-like formation across the very top like a rooster's crown. Trees aren't supposed to look like that, are they?

And don't thrushes know they're supposed to be gray-brown? The blue ones in Okinawa with rust-colored bodies must not know they're not supposed to look that colorful.

Speaking of color, what color are leaves? Usually green, right? Most of the ones on the island are green too, but I've seen quite a bit that are red or purple, and it's not autumn, when leaves are supposed to change color. Don't they have it wrong?

On the way home, we saw banana plants...it looked like the railing was being used for a support. But didn't they know they were supposed to be upset that they were being fenced in?

When I got home, Joyce showed me something from among Daddy's things. It shows the attitude of some people who realized their own church wasn't quite right either, but it didn't seem to bother them.

I guess if the Perfect God of Heaven could look down on His own who get it all wrong (sometimes even calling good things wrong), and beg us to bear with each other; if He'd love us enough to die for us; then couldn't we put up with each other and not break His heart any more?

Oh Lord, help us do so!