And then, a windstorm happened. One minute, the tree was standing, like it always has, with lots of life and even signs of new life, the next minute, it was toppled, like a twig. Further examination showed the problem. The roots were soft and spongy and damaged terribly by the same electricity that had killed the three pine trees earlier. If you look at the picture, you can see, the tree literally broke off within inches of ground level. It pulled very little of the grass up.
It got me thinking, how strong are my roots? What have the storms in my life caused? Have they weakened me or strengthened me? Do I look full of life on the outside while I'm dying on the inside? What will the next storm bring? Will my faith be able to withstand it without toppling?
I want the storms of life to make me stronger. I want those storms to cause my roots to grow deeper and wider as I grasp for sure footing and the faith that feeds me like water does a tree. I want to look back and be thankful for the storm that caused my faith to be increased. Better yet, I want to be able to be thankful for the storm, not just after I have weathered it successfully but... while it is happening, praising Him who is causing the increase within me.
"Keep your roots deep in him and have your lives built on him. Be strong in the faith, just as you were taught, and always be thankful." -
Colossians 2:7 NCV