Trees: Cedar of Lebanon

Trees: Cedar of Lebanon

According to the readings from Sirach 24:12-22 … [1] the symbolism and the physical place of these trees matters. The narrative is written in the first person, as if Sirach himself is reciting the story. And the symbolism! The words are written as synonyms about the beauty of nature: orchards, mountains, gardens, temples, tents, greenhouses and waterways. And the connection to these places accentuates our rightful station in nature. It also reminds us of our connection with the divine from so many faith traditions: Christians, Jews, Muslims. Even atheists and agnostics are there, stunned by the vividness and accuity of our five senses as humans.

Sirach is a different voice than the Christianity in the New Testament. Many Christian traditions consider Sirach part of the Apocrypha. The message does not seem to be about the eating of flesh and the drinking of blood of Christ through the Eucharist, for “Those who eat of me will hunger still, those who drink of me will thirst for more.” Rather, the lesson seems to be more about sensual needs we have of eating, drinking, smelling AND serving the Lord, as that path is the way to glory and heritage with Him in the everafter.

The words of Sirach are emotive of a simpler time, another world. Yet, the images are still powerful and emotive. I suggest the reader look at the pictures below as the verses are read aloud by another. Try and visualize the sensations, tastes and smells. And see the goodness of the Lord.

I struck root among the glorious people, in the portion of the Lord, his heritage.

“Like a cedar in Lebanon I grew tall, like a cypress on Mount Hermon;

I grew tall like a palm tree in Engedi, like rosebushes in Jericho;

Like a fair olive tree in the field, like a plane tree beside water I grew tall.

Like cinnamon and fragrant cane, like precious myrrh I gave forth perfume;

Like galbanum and onycha and mastic, like the odor of incense in the holy tent.

“I spread out my branches like a terebinth, my branches so glorious and so graceful.

I bud forth delights like a vine; my blossoms are glorious and rich fruit.

Come to me, all who desire me, and be filled with my fruits.

You will remember me as sweeter than honey, better to have than the honeycomb.

Those who eat of me will hunger still, those who drink of me will thirst for more.

Whoever obeys me will not be put to shame, and those who serve me will never go astray.”[1]