A couple of months ago we noticed that our very well built tree house was starting to lean. Every day it seemed like it leaned a little more and then a little more. Â We were pretty sure the large tree stump that it was built around was rotting.
One morning I woke up to a semi cloudy day and wondered if I might be able to pull weeds. Â Heading outside, I looked towards where the treehouse was and noticed there was weed pulling that needed to be done around and underneath it. Â But then I looked at the sky and talked myself out of it.
Heading back inside the house, I started doing chores when suddenly I heard a loud swish and thump. It had been a little windy earlier and I thought “which tree fell this time?” Looking out the living room window, I noticed the tree house lying on its side on the ground with the tree trunk attached to it.
And … that’s where I had considered working.
There have been so many times when God’s protection shielded me and I was thankful that today was another one of those times.
Looking at the treehouse, a vivid memory came back to me of a movie I had seen several times called The Wizard of Oz. Â In one scene, because of a tornado, a house is flying through the sky and then lands squarely on the body of the “wicked witch of the east.” But the only thing you see of her is part of her legs sticking out from under the house.
I shuddered to think that I could have been killed under this treehouse in the same manner.
“But let all who take refuge in you be glad; let them ever sing for joy. Spread yourÂ protectionÂ over them, that those who love your name may rejoice in you.” Â Psalm 5:11