God gave me an apple, though I don’t too much care for apples. Little did I know it would be one of the greatest blessings in my life, and no matter what should come, nothing else will ever hold a candle to that apple.  A tale as old as time would say, the apple doesn’t fall far from the tree – you know, the apple having gained all of its nutrients and properties from the tree in which it fell from.  The more and more I began to see my apple, see beyond it’s shiny exterior, and past what it provides, and really look at the apple, I couldn’t help but think that the tree that this apple fell from, must be something to behold. Having been in awe of my apple, I began to take notice of the tree.

You see my apple came from a lone, strong, and deeply rooted tree. You know the one surrounded by many, but different enough to command its own space. The kind of tree that when first planted, you’re not really sure it’s going to make it, but it weathers plenty of storms and stands stronger now than most had expected. What I love most about my apple is the tough, resilient skin on the outside. The kind of skin that holds underneath a delicate, and very sweet flesh that needs to be protected from the outside elements. Something that gentle on the inside, can’t be exposed so easily to the outside world. I believe the apple takes right after the tree. The outside of the tree has a strong bark that allows it to weather storms, conditions, and any of the elements that come its way, but is very protective of the very delicate core  that dwells underneath. I imagined the apple learned to take after the tree in order to survive right along side of it, and that anytime it seemed the elements would be too much for the apple to bear, the tree held on – tight enough to ensure the apple was good and grounded, but loose enough that it should find its own way through the storm.

Some trees command attention by their sheer height and stature. Some have pretty colorful leaves during the fall months, and others have big thick branches that tower over us. But this particular tree, not overwhelming in size, not flashy in appearances – but pronounced and purposeful also catches the eye. This particular tree is heavily rooted in the ground on which it stands. Not easily swayed by its surroundings or the actions of others. But staunch and firm in where it stands, and always reliable to be exactly where it has always been. This tree is consistent. Always there to extend itself to anyone or anything in need. Many find shelter under this tree when the elements become too much to bare, and protection from storms that aren’t easily weathered without a firm foundation. Just like this tree, the apple has been provision for so many – often having many of its own needs going unmet. But again, every tree is not built the same. Some need a lot of attention and tending to come into their own as they are expected to do so. But not this tree. This tree has been guided by its Heavenly creator that planted instructions and provision for this tree to not only come to fruition as he envisioned, but to serve a greater purpose than the cost of arriving at its intended divine destiny. And just as the Father stated, this tree shall bear fruit. Fruit indicative of the kind of seed planted well beneath its roots. The kind of nourishment that produces a fruit far greater than the branch in which it stemmed from. This tree, over the years –standing tall. Standing alone. Standing strong. Flourishing. Growing. Blossoming. Withering and starting the cycle all over again has produced the kind of fruit that will continue to reap and sew fruit for years and years to come. This purposefully resilient tree that continues to deposit its seed back into good ground over, and over, and over again…This tree that has always done what needed to be done, stood in the gaps for many – that has been a provider, a caretaker, a caregiver, a constant in a world full of change—has been refuge for some, and a symbol of wisdom and strength for all. This is the tree that bore the fruit that was my apple, that is my blessing. In this instance, I am so grateful the apple does not fall far from the tree.