About a million years ago when I was a teenager and in love, there was an old oak tree along a hiking path. We hiked then, when we could walk easier, and held hands and talked and laughed and kissed…you get the idea. But, that old oak tree just stuck out in the path a little bit. Each time we’d hike by we’d notice it, because it was almost in the trail.
When you are young and in love you do all sorts of things you don’t have the energy for when you are older. Such as carving your initials in the tree and making a heart around the initials. Now why in the world did we do that? Mercy, I can’t even explain it. Love, I guess.
Not too many years ago, I managed to hike up that trail to find the tree. It’s still there and if you look closely and run your hands across the bark you can still make out the initials and the heart. Just like that old tree our love grows on. It doesn’t quite look like it did a long time ago, it’s probably become more like the tree itself…strong, true, a good shelter from the storms of life and pretty shady most of the time.
Love isn’t only for the young. When you age a little you realize you don’t have to carve initials in trees to prove your love you just have to be there for one another. Love grows!