Just one single word with has been rumbling around in my head all weekend. I can’t seem to let it go. I am noticing roots in the world around me in my garden, family, location, spiritual, historical, and future.

Yesterday I was watching a Hallmark movie and I found a reminder of this word roots. How cheesy is that? But in a good way, the movie was about a woman who finds herself and love when she returns to her roots. Classic right? I began to think how I have come full circle back to what roots me.

God, family, and country were a big part of my upbringing. Early on I was blessed with the knowledge of God through my family and freedom. I’ve walked away from God and family at different points in my life. I kept them deep in my heart where the real me hides.

Walking away from my roots means I hide the real me from the world. Sometimes, I just hide a part of who I am to fit in with the group. The darkest times are when I’ve had to mold myself into someone I’m not to fit in with a person or a group. Those are the times I feel trapped, stressed, and overwhelming fear. It always crumbles. The façade that is, the façade cannot be maintained forever.

Funny when I made important life choices over the years, the choices bring me back to my roots. This convoluted circle, with many twists and turns, has brought me closer God, family, church, and those special people closest to me (my earthbound angels).

I continue my questioning: I’m wondering what roots support me? What uproots me? Are there roots in my path that trip me? Which roots are weak and rotten? Which ones are strong and healthy? And what does the Holy Word of God say about our roots? I ran the concordance and found 73 verses with the word root in them. I scanned them; this is the one that caught my attention today.

I Jesus have sent mine angel to testify unto you these things in the churches. I am the root and the offspring of David, and the bright and morning star. [Revelation 22:16 KJV]

It was the last entry in my quick little search, but it looked like the best place for me to start, with Jesus my bright and morning star. He is the Root and the offspring of David. For the past year I have been doing my best to keep my eye on my Star. He is also the Root and Foundation of my Salvation. This is what roots me (question one). This is my support – Jesus Christ.

God allowed these roots in my life for a reason. The strong deep roots but also the sick weak roots to be overcome. I need my roots.

Roots support a plant in the present as well as the past and the future. I continue to change, like the plant above ground changes. Their roots in the ground support my seedlings and the mighty oak tree in my front yard. Like them I too am supported by my roots.

Like a seedling I poked my head out from the hardened soil to take my writing seriously. Since I began this blog, I’ve grown stronger as my stem has thickened and the leaves grew bigger. New roots form and grow deeper to support the buds forming. I will flower and grow in the gifts from God. He sends blessings that rain down like water and sunshine on the upturned leaves.

I’m going to explore this subject further in my Sunday posts. Join me. What do you think of when you think of your roots? What does returning to your roots mean or have meant to you? Let’s have a conversation…

Peace,

Milly