Years ago we visited an historic building in the area during Christmas. It is a beautiful stone building (pretty much a ruin now) that German immigrants dug out of the earth to create a home. In one of the rooms there was a shaggy cedar tree just sparkling with mercury glass ornaments. I fell in love! I have wanted a cedar Christmas tree ever since. Usually we go to a tree farm and walk aimlessly through the rows of neatly trimmed furs and pines. I always ask if they have any cedars. They usually look at me like I have a cat on my head and say no. Apparently, there are not many people out there in love with shaggy cedar trees.
Recently, my son was tasked with clearing a fence row. Lo and behold, the fence row contained (among the jumping cactus) cedar trees!!
Dare to dream people-dreams really do come true sometimes.
The boys were not thrilled about cutting this out of the fence-their cries of "Mom, it's been raining for a week, we don't want to lay in puddles" and "Mom, those jumping cactus needles hurt" and "Mom, I just saw a poisonous snake slither out of there", were answered with "Suck it up buttercup, I'm not raising ninnies". We don't mollycoddle around here.
First they did a little clearing with the machete. Jumping cactus is no joke.
Then they discussed who should lay in the mud first.
Finally, the little one gets to sawing. I didn't get a pic of #1 son pulling it out of the fence because, hey, he's the middle kid. I forget to document his life sometimes....
And here we are. The majestic, crooked, shaggy wonder. The most magnificent tree to ever grace our hall:
We all have our quirks. So what it's crooked :)
It's straight enough from this angle.
An actual antique ornament from my gramma's tree.
This one isn't nearly as beautiful as the "inspiration" tree, but I'm happy with it. Now that I know where to get a cedar, next year's will be even better.
In the middle of all your Christmas busyness and craziness, and in the wonder and awe and beauty of this season, don't forget: Jesus is the reason for all of this. A merciful, wonderful, glorious God. A God of love, hope, forgiveness and redemption. We are all as imperfect as my feral tree, but we are loved nonetheless. Thank you, Jesus.