Our roots are where we are nourished. They anchor us and help keep us grounded. Having strong roots means you're established. Looking back over these last 46 days of Lent, and the daily writing challenge, I'm realizing my writings all had to draw on one of my deepest, most established roots, and that every single post was rooted in the same thing.
Love.
Whether I was pissed at injustice, gushing over my boys, sharing my faith or counting my blessings...everything I wrote was rooted in love. I don't think it was intentional at first, but as I'm looking back, it makes sense. Because without love, we are nothing.
My faith, my marriage, my friendships, the way I feel about my kids...it would all be for nothing if it didn't stem from love.
We are made to love and be loved, so as you're reading this, may you be deeply rooted in the knowledge of how truly loved you are. And may you never forget...love wins.
My faith, my marriage, my friendships, the way I feel about my kids...it would all be for nothing if it didn't stem from love.
We are made to love and be loved, so as you're reading this, may you be deeply rooted in the knowledge of how truly loved you are. And may you never forget...love wins.
3 comments:
I LOVE this. Glad your are rooted in it. So fun to have done this with you. Thanks for your discipline and great blogging! :)
Amen, sister!
I kept forgetting to tell you in person--this was my favorite post you had. Thanks for reminding us, friend!
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