“Your roots are showing.”
Often heard when we start to see a person’s true colours. When their real self is revealed, peeking through the surface.
Roots don’t look too nice. Looking at hurricane aftermath photos of many uprooted trees and plants, roots are tangly and gnarly looking. They are thinner, often, than the stem or trunk they hold up. And there are many of them.
Yet roots play such a vital role in life. Without roots, a tree cannot be planted. There will be nothing to hold it firm to the dirt. There will be nothing which can absorb the nutrients from the soil and the water from the earth. No feeding tube.
Our hearts are the soil for the roots of our faith. Without our faith taking firm hold in our lives, we will waver and bow with even the slightest breeze of trouble.
Without a firm grip, it’ll be easy for the enemy to snatch us up from the dirt, mistaking us for weeds.
When our hearts are clogged with self, there is no room for the roots to penetrate. If our soil is rocky with fragments of our forgiven past, the roots still have to work hard to find a clear place to implant themselves.
But when we truly and freely surrender all to Jesus? Our hearts our open and empty, ready for those roots to stay and grow. God is our gardener, fertilizing and watering our souls. With our faces to the Son, we can grow in Him, able to fulfill His will for our lives.
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