Rooted and Grounded in Love

๐—•๐—ฒ๐—ถ๐—ป๐—ด ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ ๐—ผ๐—ณ ๐—๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜‚๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ฐ๐—ฟ๐—ถ๐˜๐—ถ๐—ฐ๐—ฎ๐—น. It is where our identity begins, foundational to knowing who we are in Christ. As I was praying into this scripture, I could see a tree with deep roots. The soil was saturated in love. Beautiful, fertile soil. Then I saw one little root grow off to the side, rooting itself in unforgiveness, poisoning the whole tree. I could see a root grounded in hate. Pride. Judgment. Malice. Gossip.

This picture made me think and ask myself the question, what am I grounded in? ๐—”๐—บ ๐—œ ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฑ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐˜‚๐—ป๐—ฑ๐—ฒ๐—ฑ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐—น๐—ผ๐˜ƒ๐—ฒ?

If we are grounded in love, we will grow in love, blossom, and bloom in love. Our tree will be fruitful and the flowers fragrant, a sweet-smelling fragrance.

If we are rooted in unforgiveness, our tree will become stunted and twisted, only bearing the hard fruit of bitterness. Or hate, will we allow our roots to drink of the waters of hate where violence and anger rage, where resentment and wrath are produced? Or perhaps pride, bringing forth envy and arrogance โ€“ resulting in loneliness?

What scares me most is that we will be rooted in fear, producing a tree that wonโ€™t grow at all, whose leaves will be paralyzed, and whose fruit will be depression, anxiety, and sickness.

Perhaps it is time to take stock of our roots, Matshona Dhliwayo says it well, “๐—œ๐˜ ๐—ถ๐˜€ ๐—ถ๐—ป ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฟ๐—ผ๐—ผ๐˜๐˜€, ๐—ป๐—ผ๐˜ ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฒ ๐—ฏ๐—ฟ๐—ฎ๐—ป๐—ฐ๐—ต๐—ฒ๐˜€, ๐˜๐—ต๐—ฎ๐˜ ๐—ฎ ๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฒโ€™๐˜€ ๐—ด๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ฎ๐˜๐—ฒ๐˜€๐˜ ๐˜€๐˜๐—ฟ๐—ฒ๐—ป๐—ด๐˜๐—ต ๐—น๐—ถ๐—ฒ๐˜€.”

โ€œ๐•ƒ๐•†โ„๐”ป, ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•– ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ž๐•– ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•”๐•ฃ๐•–๐••๐•š๐•“๐•๐•– ๐•๐• ๐•ง๐•–, ๐•’ ๐•๐• ๐•ง๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ค ๐•ค๐•  ๐••๐•–๐•–๐•ก ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•ค๐•  ๐•จ๐•š๐••๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•€ ๐•จ๐•š๐•๐• ๐•Ÿ๐•–๐•ง๐•–๐•ฃ ๐•ฃ๐•–๐•’๐•๐•๐•ช ๐•”๐• ๐•ž๐•ก๐•ฃ๐•–๐•™๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•š๐•ฅ, ๐•“๐•ฆ๐•ฅ ๐•€ ๐•จ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•ฅ๐•ฃ๐•ช. ๐•€ ๐•จ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•š๐••๐•–๐•Ÿ๐•ฅ๐•š๐•ฅ๐•ช ๐•ฅ๐•  ๐•“๐•– ๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ฅ๐•–๐•• ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ช๐• ๐•ฆ๐•ฃ ๐•๐• ๐•ง๐•– ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•• ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜๐•ค ๐• ๐•— ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•– ๐•จ๐• ๐•ฃ๐•๐••. โ„๐•–๐•๐•ก ๐•ž๐•– ๐•ฆ๐•ก๐•ฃ๐• ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•’๐•Ÿ๐•ช๐•ฅ๐•™๐•š๐•Ÿ๐•˜ ๐•š๐•Ÿ ๐•ž๐•ช ๐•๐•š๐•—๐•– ๐•ฅ๐•™๐•’๐•ฅ ๐•š๐•ค ๐•Ÿ๐• ๐•ฅ ๐•˜๐•ฃ๐• ๐•ฆ๐•Ÿ๐••๐•–๐•• ๐•š๐•Ÿ Y๐• ๐•ฆ!โ€

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