As as tree lover I am inspired by huge trees that defy the engineering laws which govern what humans can build. Massive cantilevered limbs projected horizontally for 50 feet or more without bracing. Over 350 feet of height that flexibly withstands all of natures forces. Roots extending out 2 to 3 times the height of the tree anchoring the giant structure and finding water and minerals for growth. All of the carbohydrates needed for its growth are created within its own structure; drawn from the soil, inhaled from the air, and catalyzed by the sun. And I could go on.
Trees silhouette the gospel story. In the garden at the fall of man. In the temple with the glory of God. In the stable, a manger of wood. On Calvary, nailed to the tree. In the end, the mercies of God (the Tree of Life).
Today we were told by the doctors that one of the main drugs which will be used in chemotherapy to treat Tara’s cancer is Taxol. How fitting that the very tool God is using to heal (hopefully) a tree-lover’s wife was derived from a tree (Pacific yew). God is again using a tree to bring about His glory. I pray that this tree will prove to be a tree of life in the Maier family.
Chemotherapy will likely start on Thursday before we are dismissed from the hospital. In the meantime Tara is eager to get her chest tubes out (one of which will be tomorrow). She is sleeping now; beautiful as ever; peaceful at last this day. My baby is bearing a load I wish she would never have to. What deep love and admiration I have for that woman.