I Am Like A Green Olive Tree

I Am Like A Green Olive Tree

Isa 53:2 For he shall grow up before him as a tender plant, [yo-nake’ a twig (of a tree felled and sprouting): - tender plant.] and as a root out of a dry ground: [tsee-yaw’ parch; aridity; concretely a desert: - barren, drought, dry (land, place), solitary place, wilderness.]he hath no form [appearance]nor comeliness; [magnificence]and when we shall see him, there is no beauty[outward looks] that we should desire him. [but]

Isa 53:3 He is despised and rejected of men; a man of sorrows, and acquainted with grief: and we hid as it were our faces from him; he was despised, and we esteemed him not.

Isa 53:4 Surely he hath borne our griefs, and carried our sorrows: yet we did esteem him stricken, smitten of God, and afflicted.

Isa 53:5 But he was wounded for our transgressions, he was bruised for our iniquities: the chastisement of our peace was upon him; and with his stripes we are healed.

Isa 11:1 And there shall come forth a rod out of the stem of Jesse, and a Branch shall grow out of his roots:

Isa 11:2 And the spirit of the LORD shall rest upon him, the spirit of wisdom and understanding, the spirit of counsel and might, the spirit of knowledge and of the fear of the LORD;

What kind of tree was God and Isaiah thinking about?

Olives and olive branches are ancient symbols of peace.

Isa 9:6 For unto us a child is born, unto us a son is given: and the government shall be upon his shoulder: and his name shall be called Wonderful, Counsellor, The mighty God, The everlasting Father, The Prince of Peace.

The olive tree produces olives

According to history people would shake and beat the olive tree to get the olives to the ground.

It would appear to the average person that the men who would shake and beat the tree it would kill the tree but this was how you get the greatness.

Olive trees can be exceptionally long-lived, up to several centuries, and can remain productive for as long, provided they are pruned [twigs branches roots cut] correctly and regularly.

The olive tree grows very slowly, but over many years the trunk can attain a considerable diameter. They can possibly reach great age of thousands of years and the trees rarely exceed 45 feet in height,

Olive trees are evergreens and do well even in dry climates because of its extensive deep reaching roots.

When the olives are shaken and beaten out of the tree they would be gathered and put in a press and then trampled by the foot of man.

Exo 27:20 And thou shalt command the children of Israel, that they bring thee pure oil olive beaten for the light, to cause the lamp to burn always.

Exo 27:21 In the tabernacle of the congregation without the vail, which is before the testimony, Aaron and his sons shall order it from evening to morning before the LORD: it shall be a statute for ever unto their generations on the behalf of the children of Israel.

-This oil and continual flame were not only emblematical of the unction and influences of the Holy Ghost, but also of that pure spirit of devotion which ever animates the hearts and minds of the genuine worshippers of the true God.

Luk 10:33 But a certain Samaritan, as he journeyed, came where he was: and when he saw him, he had compassion on him,

Luk 10:34 And went to him, and bound up his wounds, pouring in oil and wine, and set him on his own beast, and brought him to an inn, and took care of him.

Something powerful and wonderful about that oil

Thomas Andrew Dorsey was a black jazz musician from Atlanta. In the twenties he gained a certain amount of notoriety as the composer of jazz tunes with suggestive lyrics, but he gave all that up in 1926 to concentrate exclusively on spiritual music. "Peace in the Valley" is one of his best known songs, but there is a story behind his most famous song that deserves to be told.

In 1932 the times were hard for Dorsey. Just trying to survive the depression years as a working musician meant tough sledding. On top of that, his music was not accepted by many people. Some said it was much too worldly-the devil’s music, they called it. Many years later Dorsey could laugh about it. He said, "I got kicked out of some of the best churches in the land." But the real kick in the teeth came one night in St. Louis when he received a telegram informing him that his pregnant wife had died suddenly.

Dorsey was so filled with grief that his faith was shaken to the roots, but instead of wallowing in self-pity, he turned to the discipline he knew best-music. In the midst of agony he wrote the following lyrics: