God Came Down



God
came
down
arms
spread

wide
touched
the
tender
side
of
us

By Yvette Massey

There is a special place I go to pray that is situated in our back field about a 1/2 mile from our back porch.  This place is framed by two very old, mangled cedar trees that have withstood lightening, hail, high winds, and drought.  When I sit between these trees I can hear them moan and groan as they sway in the wind.  I feel close to God in this place because those trees have been touched by His glorious power.  During Easter weekend I went to this place to pray and found several fallan branches that needed to be dragged off.  As I was clearing the area, I noticed a huge branch that resembled a cross.  The cross in the photo above was made from that branch and a string of rusty barbed wire I pulled off an old fence.  While I was trimming the branch for the cross, my Beloved came over to help and the project turned into an awsome act of worship. The cross is buried 3 feet into the ground and stands about 5 1/2 feet above the ground. This cross is amazing to me because the branch fell from one of my precious trees - a true gift from God that touched the tender side of me!