On Sunday afternoon we went for a drive, specifically to take pictures with our new camera. Lyle pulled over at this bridge to snap a few shots of the pretty little river that ran under it. I didn't think about the possibility of hiking ahead of time, and had on high-heel sandals so I waited at the top while he and the kids climbed down the bank to the water. As I stood there enjoying the view, I noticed this crooked tree growing under the bridge. It grew up straight until it reached the underside of the bridge, and then it angled around and kept growing!
Funny little crooked tree. Not worth much. Not even very pretty. But you know what? It's growing right where God put it... and reaching for the light with all of it's strength!
I want to be like that!