Song du Jour

Song du Jour

Benedictine Thoughts, Teachings, and Prayers

Fruit and Wood Buds on an Apple Branch: “WOOD HATH HOPE”

March 4, 2013

We are now beginning the Third Week of Lent and I can’t help but notice buds everywhere as I drive on along major highways and byways. It is so exciting to see that each day the winter wood of the trees, plants, and bushes are taking on a new persona. Yes, they have been sleeping for the winter of 2012-2013 but many activities were happening under the earth. We are a society that takes things at face value but there are so many things that cannot be taken at face value i.e. nature. During the autumn months, we watch the trees lose their leaves until the wood of the tree is bare. Poetically, the trees give an illusion of brown lace against the sky. Now, after looking at the stark wood, we see little buds appearing on each limb. Today while I was driving, the buds have become more predominant. In no time, the trees will flower and then they will become leaves for summer shade and photosynthesis.

Do we ever ask ourselves:

~what trees didn’t make it this winter

~what trees did make it

~why are there still old brown leaves on the trees from last autumn

~why are there buds on some trees

~why are others late bloomers


Personally, I think of the trees as humans. The old brown leaves are elderly people who are still on Earth and are not ready to leave. The trees that didn’t make it are people taken in death early in this life. The trees that did make it are still on God’s mission. The trees with buds are ready and prepared for life and the next season while the trees with small buds are late bloomers in life and are waiting to emerge into their calling. I think this way because the trees have always been associated with the “tree of life” that exemplifies generations that have come and gone in our lives.


The reason why I am going into such detail is because now that we are into our Third Week of Lent, what silent appearances have we taken on? We don’t have buds that everyone can see but we do have a mind, body and spirit that need to go through some kind of change in order for us to experience the crucifixion and resurrection of Jesus Christ. Our metamorphosis imagery is a butterfly that goes through physical changes in order to become beautiful. In the silence of our unique beings, how are we be altered by God, his Son, and the Holy Spirit ?

What brings Lent to us: our reading, praying, meditating, singing, fasting, putting others first…giving Jesus our undivided attention.


My Song du jour this week is “Wood Hath Hope.”

1)     Wood hath hope. When it’s cut, it grows green again

and its boughs sprout clean again. Wood hath hope.


2)    Root and stock, although old and withered up, and all sunk

in earth corrupt, will revive. Leaves return. Water pure brings life

to them, and the tree lives young again. Wood hath hope.


3)    But for flesh waits death to strip the soul, and breathe life out, behold;

All things end. Mortal life’s like a dried up river bed,

we sleep, lay down our heads, to rise no more.


4)    But ah,  strange thought: if a person could rise again, called home to a

loving land, we would have hope.


5)    We would have hope. Like a tree we’d grow green again, and our boughs

sprout clean again; we would have hope.


I believe that if we compare ourselves to nature in Lent, we will see ourselves in God’s mirror. When wood looks dead, it is deceiving. We have to give it time to sprout as we do for ourselves.


“That is all things God may be glorified”

Sr. Jo-El McLaughlin, OSB

Art:                       Music: Wood Hath Hope: John Foley, S.J.

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