By Jacque Thone
And Jesus told them many things in parables. . .Let anyone with ears, listen. Matthew 13:3a, 9
As I watched the Vikings game (yes, the Vikings, NOT the Packers game) on Sunday, I also kept my eye on the wind howling through the trees outside my window. It’s been a windy week and most of the leaves have come down, so I was struck by the tenaciousness of the ones that were left. As I pondered what it was that made them hang on so tightly, a parable formed in my mind.
Of course, there is probably some scientific reason why some leaves hang on longer than others, and if I actually cared about the reason I’m sure I could have Googled it, but for the purposes of my parable, it doesn’t matter. So here goes:
There are tiny leaves that never fully developed. These are the ones that were baptized, but were never nurtured in their faith, so they didn’t grow. There are the leaves that fully formed, but died long ago and were easily blown away. These were the ones that were scorched by the challenges of life and simply fell away. Then there are the leaves that appeared healthy, but blew away at the first winds. The appearance of health was a mirage and they blew away easily because they were not truly rooted in the tree.
Which leaves those that continue to cling to the branch. These are the ones that have developed a strong bond with the branch and are not readily moved or swayed. These are the leaves that know where their source of life comes from.
And this is where my parable breaks down because eventually all the leaves will blow away. Or perhaps that is the truth the leaves tell us. Like the disciples, eventually we, too, will all fall away.
But there is always spring. There is always new life and new growth.
Thank goodness the tree is stronger than our feeble efforts to cling to its branches. Thank God, our baptisms offer the promise of new life each day, a fresh start, a new spring where we are reminded once again of our own source of life and strength.