An Oak Tree Falls

They might be just one miracle, two parts

I got two miracles on Saturday.

"The very hairs on your head are counted," Jesus reassured us in Matthew and Luke.

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…I don't think this is what Jesus had in mind.
Image source: Sat Eve Post 1935, c/o Duke University Libraries

Urantia Paper 38 clarifies that the angels don't waste their time pawing through your lice and dandruff to enumerate your follicles; they are math geniuses, inherently capable of such estimations. Sounds right to me.

Which was on my mind early Saturday morning, as I examined the fall of two of the three forks of a once-mighty 100-year-old oak:

Oak tree fallen near pick-up
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Knothole Cracked trunk
Squirrels evicted. — The remaining trunk is cracked and rotten, too.

Branches fell inches from the big plate glass window - there were oak leaves caught on the roof flashing above the window, and all through the little cedars on either side of the window. Inches. Very close thing.

The big breakInches from the window.

The power lines to the barn run under a branch of a neighboring pecan, which branch got snapped, but missed the lines.

And big branches fell all around both vehicles, yet only one small twig-end broke against the pickup door. No scratch worth mentioning.angel

And no human or beast got hurt. Not even the resident family of squirrels, I think.

That was the first miracle, the incredibly precise harmless tree-fall. Thank you, hypercalculating chaos-controlling angels!


We were also fortunate that it happened early on a Saturday morning. Within a few hours of the fall, the neighbor's Son-in-Law, and the Son-in-Law's two Sons-in-Law, came over with their chainsaws, a big trailer, and a really sweet little Deere (want!) with grapple attachment. They sacrificed their Saturday morning enthusiastically.

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Big branch pulled down anim
This may be fake

By two in the afternoon, tons of tree were gone to the South 40, and I was left raking up leaves and twigs.


That was the second miracle, in many ways, more miraculous than the first. Mrs & I stood there mid-afternoon, amazed at our blessings.

There's a big hole in our leafy canopy now, though. Won't be filled in my lifetime.