I have a roommate that works the floral counter in a grocery store. Naturally, there is an obvious bonus that comes from living with her (aside from the fact that she is a lovely human): It seems like almost every other day she comes home with a bouquet of flowers to brighten up our home. We’ve got flowers on the kitchen counter, in the laundry room, in the living room, the loft, heck we even had a little vase in the bathroom for a while. With their sweet smells and bright colors, they extend and create joy in our home, and I’m super thankful for them (and her).
But, alas, something happens to all of these beautiful flowers that come into our home- eventually, they wither and droop. From the root they were picked from to their final resting place in our trash can, we see the end cycle of a beautiful life. Once harvested from their root, it’s only a matter of time before, without the necessary nutrients, they die.
And that got me thinking- the idea of being rooted in something to keep you grounded isn’t only important because we as humans find it to be, but is important because being rooted is intricately, uniquely, and precisely woven into the very fabric of our universe, the very fiber of our being.
If a plant gets unrooted from the ground that it needs, at some point soon, it will die. No matter how much water you give it, it’s time will come much faster than if it had still been rooted in the soil to where it belonged.
“Like a seed You were sown
For the sake of us all
From Bethlehem’s soil
Grew Calvary’s sequoia”
– Seasons by Hillsong Worship
How often do we allow ourselves to be fed by influence of this world- “watered,” so to speak, to grow and expand in the way that fits best in the society to which we inhabit?
How often is our beauty (talents, passions, pursuits, potentials) thought of as a commodity, as a property, only important when it can be used and plucked for the root for society’s enjoyment?
How often have we seen people burned out/overexposed/tossed around, only to wither to nothing, because they have nothing left?
We are not the property of this world, but the propellers of this world. We were meant to be cultivated, to be tended, to be fully fed and without a need for anything other than the sustenance of Jesus. Yet we settle for being watered by societies’ compliments, only to be thrown out in the trash by societies’ judgements.
I don’t know about you, but I would much rather be rooted and fed by God than portioned and picked over by society. I choose to put my trust in God.
“Blessed is the man who trusts the LORD, whose trust is in the LORD. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.” – Jeremiah 17:7-8 [ESV]
My friend- if you feel like you are in a season of drought, don’t turn to the alluring watering can that society offers- dig deeper, root deeper. Extend your roots as far as you can into the provision of God, and watch your fruit flood over in abundance.
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