Did you ever have a tree you didn’t want to grow?
So you chop off all the topping but leave the roots below.
You raise arms victoriously, you’re champion of the wild!
The roots below watch and know, and give a cynical smile.
You rejoice; you’re set free, you finally chopped that tree.
Bondage gone, chains are broken; enemy’s just giving you a token.
As you wait a day or two, you find the stump’s still there in you.
But don’t relax; grab an ax
Chop the shoots and hack that stump out by its roots!
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Thanks Rochelle for the prompt and for keeping us all together in the Green Frog pool. For how others did it, go to link and click below the green frog. You’ll find it interesting to see how others handle this picture of the tree stump.
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Hello. To various folks I am Neat’nee, Mom, Grandma Neta, Gramma, Aunt Neta, Aunt Noni, Aunt Neno, and Aunt Neto (lots of varieties from little nieces and nephews). To some I’m more like “Didn’t you used to be my teacher?” or “Don’t I know you from someplace?” To you, perhaps, I am a Fellow Blogger. Not “fellow” like a male or a guy, but “fellow” like a companion or an adventurer. I would choose to be Grandma Blogger, and have you pull up a chair, my website before you, while I tell you of some days of yore. I have experienced life much differently than most of you. It was and is a good life. I hope to share nuggets of appreciation for those who have gone before me and those who come after me. By necessity you are among those who come after me and I will tell you of those who came before. Once upon a time in a little house on a prairie - oops, change that lest I commit plagiarism - and change that “house on the prairie” to “dugout on the prairie.” So my story begins...
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Lizzie Borden took an axe. Gave her parents 40 whacks.
I responded once. Wonder why it is not here. Anyway it is a sad affair regarding Lizzie. I understand she never recovered from her bad roots. 😀
great use of metaphor in illustrating a never ending struggle with addiction. well done.
You hit my point exactly. We just have to keep whacking at those roots. Thanks for the comment.
You hit on my point exactly. We continually have to whack those roots. I really liked your submission about the tree being removed because of road building. Especially, the last line about the bird coming back. Awww.
I thank you for the hidden message here. Great thought provoker.
We used to preach that the blood of Jesus was the “ax” that would help us win over those sinful roots. It is much easier at least when one uses his name and his authority to gain victory over addictions. Thanks, Faye.
It takes more than a chopping down to kill…
Jesus will help if one will let Him. But sometimes I think we just like victimhood; we will let that tree grow again because it is a comfortable habit. Thanks, Dale.
Roots can be very determined, One often assumes they’ve gone when they’ve not. A highly original take.
Here’s mine!
Thanks for your comment. It is, indeed, very hard to dig up the roots. I do like your “carpenter” response in your link very much.
Many times the roots are a mirror image of what’s above ground, both literally and metaphorically. It’s a battle to remove every bit of a tenacious situation.
Especially as relates to size. What we keep above ground we generally maintain to make it look as nice as possible ignoring the underground which can be a tangled mess. Thanks.
You are very welcome, Oneta.
You communicated well the cycle of addiction. Very creative take!
Thank you, Brenda. Regarding your FF post, you are right in pointing out the importance of “memory keepers.” Those who are open to learning from other’s mistakes and successes can avoid many pitfalls.
It’s like a hydra. Anything evil that’s not eradicated is big trouble. Watch out for occasions, especially proximate, of sin~
Wouldn’t it be nice if one were able to make good habits as easily as bad. That sin problem…
Beautiful 🙂
Thank you. I visited your blog. Enjoyed it.