The ride to the bluff was a treacherous one...
bumps, washouts and ruts
it was twenty four days into November
we made the late afternoon ride to mark it with
a 2 and a 5
to remember the day we said "I do"
~~~
a 2 and a 5
to remember the day we said "I do"
~~~
the tree that bore the first markings
as fresh sweethearts
was no where found after a lengthy search
we had hoped to mark the years spent
underneath the first
we had hoped to mark the years spent
underneath the first
maybe the wind, man or other forces
had taken toll?
~~~
the knife with skillful hands
carefully scratched the years
in the smooth bark of a new beech
as I waited with camera in hand
my eyes and heart were not able to miss
the sight of the tree's base down below,
the beech tree roots
running on the ground
reaching for nourishment
but exposed so raw
tall and straight
roots bare and sprinkled with colors of beauty
roots bare and sprinkled with colors of beauty
but exposed to forces of nature and man
My hearts condition lay bare
at the base of the tree
the LORD stirring my heart
at the base of the tree
the LORD stirring my heart
with full exposure
the shutter clicked
the shutter clicked
convicting thoughts tugged
~~~
send your roots deep
prepare for the storms of life
~~~
send your roots deep
prepare for the storms of life
desire a fresh word
~~~
how am I to withstand the
"mama said, there'd be days like this"
~~~
how am I to withstand the
"mama said, there'd be days like this"
standing straight to the trials and the forces
that come with the living-life
~~~
the inevitable but unseen and unknown
making their unwanted visits
The unwanted is no respecter of persons
~~~
My roots must be covered
they must run deep into God's Word,
be buried in His way.
Landscaping using His Word to cover
and watering with prayer to add beauty
of My Saviour's Love
within a few short weeks,
of the ride to the bluff, life storms blew
the inevitable was encountered
death visited our family
...How did we stand?
with the support of God's ever-ready
comforting peace
and the love of family and friends
that come with the living-life
~~~
the inevitable but unseen and unknown
making their unwanted visits
The unwanted is no respecter of persons
~~~
My roots must be covered
they must run deep into God's Word,
be buried in His way.
Landscaping using His Word to cover
and watering with prayer to add beauty
of My Saviour's Love
within a few short weeks,
of the ride to the bluff, life storms blew
the inevitable was encountered
death visited our family
...How did we stand?
with the support of God's ever-ready
comforting peace
and the love of family and friends
“The tree on the mountain
takes whatever the weather brings.
If it has any choice at all,
it is in putting down roots as deeply as possible."
---Each New Day” ― Corrie ten Boom
I found this on pinterest
a few weeks ago -
just another affirmation
of His desiring us to be grounded
In HIM.
I pray you are sending your roots down deep.
In Him,
Karen

