Today I’m linking up with Lisa-Jo at The Gypsy Mama for Five-Minute Friday.
Join me!
The rules: Write for five minutes. No editing, revising, overthinking, or backtracking. Just write.
Today’s Topic: Roots
Sometimes having a scattered life can lead to that feeling that there are no real roots. When pieces of existence span oceans and continents, knowing where exactly those roots are deeply planted is difficult.
The first decade was just that.
A cute little green house in a Twin Cities suburb. Job bouncing and church hopping, waiting for what He had for us.
We knew it was something, and it was.
Three years after we moved into that cute little house, whose color resembled that of pistachio ice cream, we pulled up the roots we’d put down, hopped on a plane, and flew to the other side of the world.
Those roots grew differently in the tropics.
Though we planted and watered, things just blossomed in a different way. Five years of wonderful and stressful, of stretching and challenging, of loving and living made us into different people. Gave us different worldviews, insights, and most importantly, lifelong friends.
And yet the roots were not to remain there forever.
Once more we pulled them up…strangely, far more painful than the first time…and moved them to an at-the-time obscure, almost-suburb of Chicago.
We planted them and we daily water them because, for now, this is where they should grow.
We have a daughter now, and she needs a place to call home. We are investing in the life around us, determined that these roots will stick no matter if there’s something next or if this is it.
And while, in this place, it is good to have roots and we love that they are planted here, my Father daily reminds me of something.
That this world is not my home.
As important as it is to have that place on earth to be my home, rooting myself in Him and His Word, His Promises, and His Love is what will truly bring growth.
My dear friend said it best in a song she wrote…
Lord, plant Your Word in my soul, only You make me whole.
Father, keep my roots planted in the right place.
