The leafy limbs of the deciduous tree spread amply over the vehicle below, leaning so that they provide complete protection. On its other side, the tree is nearly bare, broken limbs crawling with green mold, with the inside of the truncated branches exposed. The once formidable plant seems fully committed to living out its purpose regardless of its condition or limitations. Its highest branch now a perch for the tiny bird on its way, the tree's brokenness has not in the least disqualified it from serving.

How can you live out your purpose, even with your present limitations?