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The birds

Take the twigs

And the leaves

And make their home

In the tree

God's broken heart - the twigs

We pick them up

And value them

They are our home now 

We noticed them

We love them

We live for God

In the best way possible

To love Him intensely

And glorify Him

The leaves show us

Again and again

By how many there are in the eternal forest

How loved we are

And how deep we can go with God

Love Him very much

Til there are many birds

Living in the tree, saved too

So they can glorify God even more,

Then they bring others,

Then those bring others,

Then those others, bring others

And God is glorified greatly

By His beautiful tree!

In the ever greens

When the trees are full of green leaves

And healthy branches

The birds can come and live

So many trees

As many birds as want to

Can come and live there

With their families

With their friends

With their kind

All are welcome

We use the branches of God's love

To stay and make our home

His veins

From His outstretched sacrificial hand

His blood

Through His blood

We found a new home

So much love,

And we don't have to leave

And never will He.

Flying free to live in my new home forever

God's love

God's hands

God's arms

Bow 24 hours a day

On the ground

Forever

For the rest of my life. 

Until I have no money

From doing nothing else.

Ending up naked and cold

And starving and dying

In an alley all alone

Like the Savior humbled Himself to the point of death

And hung naked, and alone, and died

Feeling the cold of the rejection of all the sin

He humbled Himself and did this

For a people

Who had nothing to give Him at all

But hatred, rejection, and sin

Who are nothing compared to Him

Brocolli - looks like a tree

Only it's tiny and you eat it

Little reminders of love - eat

Love is good for you,

God's love, His blood -

Turns your sin white as wool,

Like cauliflower, which looks like

White trees, keep eating, keep confessing your sins,

The more you confess,

The closer you will be to God,

And the more of His love you will know,

Which makes you do right,

You'll be back at the condition,

We were at

Before the fall. 

It's cold, raining, and winter

The branches on the trees have no leaves

The branches are like Jesus' veins

The branches are shaped upward like a hand

They look like His hands, being held out freely and unselfishly

That had the nails driven through them

To save me

He died on a tree

To save us

From what we did at His tree in the garden

His love is that deep

So deep and so unselfish

He put this beautiful poetry in nature

He is so very lovely

The branches are bare

Because the leaves fell off the tree

The leaves dying and falling off the tree

Symbolize Jesus dying

The cold weather symbolizes us sinning and not repenting

And treating Jesus with cold love

The rain falls on the bare branches

Cold rain, falling on the cold bare branches

Symbolizes Him feeling unloved by us

He feels the cold, so cold, so cold to feel in His heart from us

He feels like a homeless man, rejected and forgotten 

To suffer cold and alone on his own

Deep down in His heart, His soul, the pain of rejection

In any rejection of Him, any disobedience of Him

A cold winter rainy day is His sadness, His feelings

About how we've treated Him

The rain falls like tears

Tears all over the branches

Hanging off all the branches

A tear for every one of your sins

And every rejection

And He's sad

You just don't want

A relationship with Him

It is plain to see 

All the signs during the day

What is true 

And what is untrue

Easier to see

Than in the night

All of God's beautiful nature

Telling a story

Of His offer of salvation

Grasp so powerfully in your heart this Day of salvation

Do not crave the night

May your work be of the day

And sleep while it is night

And be of the Day

We were made from dirt

But when God made us from dirt

We weren't dirty as in filthy

We were holy

And everything was pure

Many worthwhile things grow from dirt

God's dirt is innocent

And He cleans us up

And makes us pure and innocent

Just like a tree

Growing from the dirt

And we like a tree

Grow up into the sunshine

With beautiful brown branches

And lovely green leaves

That shine golden in the sun

Such beauty in light and sun 

The name of the season is fall

Like how we fell

When we ate

From the forbidden tree

The leaves fall off the trees

And leave the trees bare

Like how we sinned

And brought death into humanity

The leaves are many different beautiful colors

Much how humanity falling

And accepting God's sacrifice for their sins

Makes a life more beautiful

Because of the denying of self

And honoring the Lord

And giving Him every act of obedience that He asks for

Just like how a rose would be less beautiful

If it was only green with no thorns

A red rose with thorns is so much more beautiful

Like Jesus' blood pouring out for us

When He wore the crown of thorns

Always so beautiful

But showed His beautiful heart

In dying for sinners like us

Him, in His holy majesty far above us and every created thing

We have a lovely gift to give Him

A gift He deserves

Even though He deserves much more

When we do what He says

When we let Him make it Springtime

Beautiful feelings of love from God

All over the ground

Such lovely wildflowers that could have come from Him alone

His dreamy, gentle, yet fiery love

He is saying He loves me

I so tenderly remember forever

How dearly I love Him

And will always do all His will forever

Because I don't ever want to ignore His feelings,

I cannot,

Just like I cannot forget what He said

When He made so many lovely and beautiful flowers

He loves me,

Let me learn,

And not forget,

And always love Him back 

As much as,

And just like,

He loves me.

A faint and ugly beauty, flowers

Compared to the cross

So many all over the world,

All of them all together

So beautiful, even the rarest most beautiful

Flower in the world

Even so, so pale and ugly

Compared to the Lord Most High

Who left His righteous throne

To die

For an evil person like me

God has done all this with nature

To express His pain

For all the evil He has had to see

Every single sin

An unbelievably vast amount of sins

We could never even count

Way more than a billion huge planets

Made entirely of grains of sand

When every grain of sand stands for a sin

In front of an EXTREMELY HOLY GOD LIKE HIM

People have nice flowers

And landscaping in their yards

To make them look nice

And show off their lawns

But do they care about Jesus

They have nice gardens in their yards

But do they care to learn

About the garden we ate from

The tree in the garden we ate from

That made us hate God