Some of you will have read of the tree in the street outside my house. During lockdown I photographed it season by season As it had grown exceptionally large I feared the council would cut it down. I needed a record of it in case that happened. Some branches were dead, others hung down so low that the parents taking their children to school had to duck down to get by. Other branches extended out over the road and scraped the passing traffic.
Then the other day the council did arrive and started cutting off the dead and overhanging branches. They made a most professional job of the task and now the tree is a menace to no-one and a joy to look at.
That’s what I want God to do in my life; prune all the dead branches, tidy up the sinful parts and leave me looking and acting a good useful Christian.