He was walking in the willows
It was something he liked to do
Especially on a blustery rainy day
Enjoying the coolness and the view
While walking, he heard a voice
It so quietly entered his mind
Startled, he stopped and listened
To that voice, so loving and kind
God told him to slow down
Take in the surroundings, the trees
Watch as the wind stirred them
How they bent with the breeze
God told him to become like a willow
How to bend but never break
How Satan would always test him
And how to avoid making mistakes
God told him how to prosper
How to flourish like those trees
Know that no storm would prevail
He’d never succumb to any disease
God told him to stand up tall
Be a tree and clap his hands
Like others in the ministry field
He was to help his fellow man
Now he is a mighty willow
Through him runs the sap of life
He has the power to overcome
He is a tree that has no strife