Friday, November 2, 2012

5 minute Friday... Roots

Again I am joining the lovely writing flash mob that happens every Friday over at Lisa-Jo's.  For 5 minutes, with no editing or over thinking, beautiful people write about a single word in whatever way they please.  And for this week, the word is...



I remember my small feet walking across the large roots of the big oak trees.  The knobby, thick roots seemed to shoot out from this larger than life tree.  My little hands would reach out and feel the bark, looking up into the branches, wide and strong, high and low. 

It seemed like nothing in the world could possibly move those trees.  It didn’t matter that they were hundreds of years old, witnesses of days, stories, and years lived and other little hands and feet climbing amongst the branches.  Their power and strength and bigness was firmly rooted. 

They were immovable.

I want a faith like that.  A life like that.  Rooted firmly in who I am and who God created me to be.  I want people to look at me and wonder what keeps me in that one place as I live my years and tell my story.