I’ve been thinking a lot about Bear Lodge, the giant tree turned to stone, in Wyoming, and what cutting down live evergreens really means at Christmas.

I know that December 25th was a pagan holiday that was adopted by Christians. I still liked to celebrate it because of tradition and not really knowing Jesus’ birthday (which I think is September 11th). I loved the ornaments my children made and the ones we had put on the tree through the years.

We had cut a live tree for a few years while I was still married, but mostly, we had plastic trees to put up every year. It was always a fun challenge to figure out which “branch” went where.

The first year of being in the house that I lost, my children and I planted a small evergreen in the ground. The nursery I bought it from advised me to dig a hole before the ground froze, and only bring the tree indoors for no more than three days, which I did. That tree, if they haven’t cut it down yet, is now soaring about 50 ft in the air, if not more.

So I wanted to lay that groundwork of my close attachment to the Christmas tree, before I go into what I’m about to say next. I want you to understand that it did not come lightly to me.

I previously wrote about the Sacred tree of life. I believe the stone tree in Wyoming is that tree! They keep trying to say it is magma boiled up from the Earth, but anybody with a brain and eyes can see that it is a TREE. Trees can turn to stone — think about the petrified forest in New Mexico. Very beautiful, if you can make the trip, it is worth it.

I also believe this stone tree is mentioned in Daniel, Chapter 4. It’s couched in terms of a dream that Daniel had, but reading between the lines, I feel that it was satan that cut the tree in half. And like I previously posted, there were many gravestones with tree stumps. So much information has been kept from us and we Good Hearts have been misdirected by the evil one.

So I was in a motel room after leaving Indiana again, and they were showing the live Christmas tree for Rockefeller center pulled on a truck. This big, beautiful, wonderful tree that had lived probably a 100 years, was killed to celebrate Jesus’ birthday.

I thought, “there is something very wrong with this picture…”

And to me, it is a sin for people to cut down live trees when there have been so many forest fires. In both South Dakota and Idaho, there are bald spots where lush thick trees once stood.

While thinking about all of this, and Christmas trees, it occurred to me that we were partaking in cutting trees in half the way satan did. Stunning moment. It’s just one of those moments where everything looks clear, with all the clutter and blinds pulled away. Good Lord!

So please pray about this and listen to your heart and conscience. I could never cut down a tree unless I was needing a fire to keep warm, or to build a log home. There would have to be a good, solid reason to kill a tree.