As I was walking and praying this morning, I happened to come across what was left of a Christmas tree that had been thrown out with the trash. It saddened me because I could see how its life is similar of that of many of our young ladies. Before it could mature, it was plucked up from where it grew up, decorated, celebrated, and then when all the merriment and good times were over, stripped and cast away like trash. The only clue that it was ever once cared about was a little bit of tinsel that served as a reminder of its former glory. Now it had become someone’s garbage.
So many of our young ladies are plucked out of their parent’s homes before maturity, adorned and decorated by some man to win their affection, celebrated and lifted up as his boo, his shawty, his baby momma, soul mate, wifey, etc.But once the season of merriment and good times are over, she becomes nothing to him. He begins a new season plucking up a new tree. The only reminder that she was ever cared about by him is a little tinsel; maybe a child, meager child support, or a piece of car. When you see a young lady with a tattoo of someone she is not with anymore, its just tinsel.
Its a reminder that she cared about someone enough to brand herself for someone who didn’t care enough to stay. I would to say to all ladies; be no one’s Christmas tree. Stay under the covering of your parents until your season to be covered by your husband. And if you’ve already been hurt, damaged, and discarded; seek the covering of your Father in heaven. For He is able to make all things new in Christ Jesus.
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