Our relationships are fruit-bearing trees. Each person has a seed of love to plant and each moment nurtures.
Grow where you’re planted
If you plant or allow to be planted a seed of love in someone’s or your own heart, that seed will live as long as it is fed. It will grow and produce fruit like any fruit-bearing tree, but there is a season where those fruit will not be available to eat. That tree isn’t dead and you should not uproot and plant somewhere else. It means that the tree is conserving it’s energy for the winter (getting through the rough patches) so that it expands its life. Only for a short time will it not have leaves or bear any fruit. So grow where your love is planted. You put it there. Allow your love to expand its life by enduring through the winter.
Our relationships are fruit-bearing trees. Each person has a seed of love that gets planted and each moment is a nurturing moment for that seed. Our affections, time, our willingness to give our trust to another person. All these things contribute to the growth and preservation of our tree. A relationship has seasons as well. Spring, summer, fall and winter; each comes with their own unique experiences.
Spring: the time of blossoming love. The time you watch a small bud open up into something magnificent. It’s perfect, flawless and it feels as though it’ll never change. Each day it opens up a little more and gets a little more spectacular and it’s blissful. It’s young, new and vibrant and it’s everything you’d hoped it could be. You see no other tree. You want no other fruit. You are excited.
Summer: the time where love reaches the heavens. It gives you sweet, delectable fruit, ripe and pleasing in every way. You visit and spend time under the shade of this tree. You take comfortable afternoon naps, and there is no place of peace like your tree. It becomes your favorite place. You open up to it as it has for you. Your tree becomes a part of who you are.
Fall: love begins to stop giving you its fruits. Its leaves show you different colors, still beautiful, but they begin to drop to the ground. The colors are unique and consistently changing, dying it seems. It no longer provides for you and doesn’t look as beautiful as it once did. It takes nearly everything away but its presence and seemingly a shell of what it once was.
Winter: love’s conservation time. It’s dry and quiet, distant in fact. It lets you do nothing to change the state it’s in. It tests your loyalty, patience and faith that it will give you what it once did. It does not budge. It only stands there ignoring you and what you think it should be. It sleeps, but it remains. You’ll see other trees with their leaves just as green as they were in the spring, summer and even fall. Those trees can’t feed you their life, but they live. Your tree still stands barren and it angers you, treats you as though you never loved it and it never loved you, but it still stands there proud and arrogant. You feel abandoned. You question if you caused it to take it all away, you begin to doubt and want to give up on it.
Love takes each relationship on a journey. It’s perfect; we aren’t. It requires us to wait on it and it rewards us in seasons. It teaches us the things that allow us to appreciate it. It rewards us for being faithful and patient. We often blame love when our trees die but love doesn’t leave, we do! In times of winter when OUR wants aren’t being met, when love needs to conserve so that we can learn and grow, we can’t shed our leaves and stand as a tree. Quiet and perseverant. Committed, devoted and unyielding, like a tree we should stand. Love doesn’t leave, we do!