While strolling in Longwood Gardens I was drawn to this bonsai, a cypress tree tended, trimmed and shaped in a most wonderful and enchanting way.  I am not sure how old the little tree was when it was taken in but for more than 85 years loving, patient hands somewhere in Japan enabled it to become a marvel, spectacularly beautiful.  Whoever that was is now gone but this testimony to the tree’s desire to live and the desire of its tender to shape it into something quite astounding, stirs the spirit, that is for sure.  I am 86, about as old as this tree when it fell into the hands of a lover of such trees!  I fell into the hands of Jesus, a lover of such as me.  That is no doubt your story as well.  Let us rejoice in the fact that we, quite ordinary seedlings, have been tended by divine hands.  A thought to bless the soul, that is for sure.  But not just a thought, but a reality!!