I am like a green olive tree in the house of God. I trust in His mercy forever.
What are my children (olive shrubs) doing around our Lord's table,
They must have questions concerning maturity, and why not...
As the shrubs come of age the rings of aging become indiscernible as a threefold cord being twisted together strengthens;
Its fruit hard pressed is the breath of the anointed, the oils of light, the oils of healing, the oil enriched food;
An ageless witness to the things of old, the things of new and the things which are eternal; In my Father's house.