Usually holes indicate emptiness, missed substance and depression, but this hole was remarkably different. This hole was chosen in the vulnerable spot of the tree to house something even more susceptible to danger. What really amazed me was the symmetry of the circle. I can hold a power drill and get something shaped like a moon winking or a pancake missing a bite, but a perfect circle is often elusive.
My precious children keep their eyes on the hole...a hole of significance and worth.
This hole on outward appearance is dark and cavernous, but it is hole that will contain life and the vibrancy of red. The holes in our lives might be there for a purpose that we have to go back to the Tree. The Tree that held holes from a nail pierced man. The Tree that Christ's red bloodied. His act of submission to the ugly and piercing should make us gasp in remembrance. But for the holes in his hands, feet and side, but for the holes in the Tree on Calvary, we would never enter the nest of new life.
"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."
In ornithological terms, Matthew 11 might say: Little birdie, open your mouth like a gaping hole and watch me feed you till there is no longer a hole in your belly.