There’s a grace that digs deep
Core of strength extends lofty to the sky
Outward, stretched, fallen man reaching for a savior
Redeemed and strong his boughs grow
Boldly lifted to heights he never dreamed
He searches for more
Always reaching
Always hoping
Faith finding him ransomed
Free he soars with the heavens
From the heights he reaches down
Lowering his fingers to the earth beneath
Digging in deeper
Delving anxiously to accomplish his task
Expanding his reach, as he bores into areas still covered by turf
Grace that reaches for more
Grace that reaches for others
Grace that overcomes all
Dig deeply in me until nothing remains untouched
INSPIRED BY THE COMFORTER 
Love that image! My Nina’s favorite tree is the banyan. Love the spiritual metaphor!
Thank you! I saw that tree in the park Saturday while the rest of the family was having an epic Nerf gun battle. I couldn’t resist snapping a picture. Banyan trees have always fascinated me.
Analytical thinker that I am….is the tree grace or man or both?
Pretty much both. 😃