Digging Down

  The wind blows and things cannot stay where they are.  They run rampantly as the wind relentlessly takes them at will.  Birds take advantage of the wind, but are still helpless in where the wind will take them.  The things closer to the ground, it seems, are better off.  Or, perhaps the things that are rooted underground are better off.  Granted, they are forced to sway and show great flexibility, but at their core they are solid.  When the storm comes the trees prove their supreme strength.  The roots relieve them of the tiresome tumbling experienced by many others.  What a privilege to have roots.  Luckily, as Christians we are given roots as well.  We seldom like to use them though - we seem to think that they are like the claws of cats that can oscillate between having nails and not.  Even still we are graciously given roots as we allow them.  As we permit the Holy Spirit in, He somehow endows us with roots - roots of love.  Lest we become a candy wrapper in an abandoned city, drifting more than any living being could imagine. Or the birds that remain at the mercy of the wind, wishing we could fly the other way.  No, the love of Christ is too boundless for something like that.  Instead, we are given a core.  We are given a chance to stand against the wind.  Yet, let us not become so rigid as to be unmovable. Everything has flex - not compromise, but flex.  We must sway as the tree sways to the wind and adapt as the tree does to the seasons.  At times we will flourish with hundreds of fruits and other times we will be as barren as Sarai was, but our roots will remain as strong as ever.

to be strengthened with power through His Spirit in the inner man, so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith; and that you, being rooted and grounded in love, may be able to comprehend with all the saints what is the breadth and length and height and depth, and to know the love of Christ which surpasses knowledge - Ephesians 3:16-19