Dear Grace: Words from Kiesha Brainard

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Dear Grace,

I wish I could tell you that you are more important than you know.  That everything about you matters – and not just to you.  I wish I could tell you that there are seasons where your life holds up others and seasons where others support you.  I wish I could tell you that neither is less significant.

I wish I could take you to the place in the trees where His creation spoke that very truth to me…

I sit on the edge of the forest.  The trees, the growth, the evergreen.  I wonder at the trunks, the needles, the pattern.  They grow so tall, branches fall away leaving effort and growth only for the top, for the parts reaching for the sun.

Life lesson, Kiesha, take note.

I notice the difference in the trunks, the heights.  The tall and skinny, the massive, the short and wide and everything in between.  But it is the tall that catches my eye, my heart, my ear open for the hidden meaning.

Life lesson, Kiesha, take note.

The tree, it stands as tall as those around it, but its width pales in comparison.  The needles exposed to the sun, they grow, just as those around it, but its width pales in comparison.  I know that without the larger trees, that tree, THAT skinny tree, it surrenders in defeat to the wind, it falls in total submission to the snow.  In harsh weather it stand not a chance.

Does it wonder at its insignificance?

Does it compare?

Or better yet, do the bigger trees know, do they realize the weight, the protection they offer to the tree?  The tall, but skinny, but strong.

Life lesson, Kiesha, take note.

And I see the times that I am the smaller tree.  Tall, allowed to flourish and grow because of the depth of those around me.  I wonder…do they know?  My mom, my friend, those who have prayed and sacrificed and led the way…do they know?

Without them I surrender in defeat to the winds of life, I fall in submission to the weight of the snow.  Without them I do not survive the harshness of life’s weather.

Life lesson, Kiesha, take note.

And I see the times that I am the bigger tree.  Rugged, less graceful, but offering protection to those unknown.  And I wonder…do I realize the significance I hold?

Will I fight for the sun with little understanding of how I allow others to grow?  Will I stand strong in the harshest of weather despite every desire to fall in the fight, understanding that there are others?  Others that are growing tall, others that need, dare I realize…ME?

Life lesson, Kiesha, take note.

Life lesson, take note.

keishaKiesha Brainard spends her days keeping up with three men – one full-grown and two growing way too fast.  She is learning that God loves to laugh and smile, and that He is so much better than we could ever imagine.

 

 

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4 thoughts on “Dear Grace: Words from Kiesha Brainard

  1. Michelle says:

    Thank you for writing this straight from Papa’s heart just for me… sigh, sniff , am grateful and reaching for the son above…

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