Little magnolia in my yard,
so crooked and bent,
You didn’t start off crooked.
You weren’t designed to grow
so different from the other trees.
What caused you to be so…unusual?
Clearly something from your past
is the reason.
What pressure did you face?
What pushed against you so hard,
or threatened you so much
that you took such a detour
in your upward growth?
But you didn’t continue in that direction, did you?
Somehow you started reaching up…
up towards the light!
You made your way!
Whatever challenge you were facing,
you made it through.
You stand tall among the other trees.
And you know what?
It must take a lot more strength
to stand tall with such an uneven past,
than to stand upright with a smooth,
easy, even past.
You, little magnolia, may look different
from the other trees,
But you’re doing something the others
You’re showing just how strong you are.
Sweet magnolia, I don’t know what tried
to detour you from the light,
But it didn't end you;
it made you beautiful.
I’ve never noticed the others…just you.
This sideways story you tell
makes you stand out.
Every day I look out my window
and notice your uniqueness,
Your uneven past has
made you beautiful, because
you kept reaching toward the light.
I’ll remember that from now on.
Especially when I think about
the things that bent me,
and tried to end me;
The things that keep telling me that
my uneven past
makes me awkward and weak.
But no, it's made me stronger.
It makes me beautiful somehow
because my God kept shining
His light down on me…
and I just kept reaching up to Him.
Thanks little magnolia.
I needed that reminder.