I started a new journal this week and as I asked the Lord what I should title it, something began to grow inside of me. "Deep Roots, Sarah." It took me a while to gather what He meant. Deep roots? My titles usually have to do with music, journey and vision.
But Deep Roots?
And as I prayed about it, a segment of my story began to write itself out to me on pieces of sticky-note.
Here's the next part of my story. :)
" Death is a cocoon," she thought.
With this Shepherd at her side, she knew that it couldn't be the end, even if He DID call her to die. This journey had been so exhilarating when she first started - and in a way, it still was! But she felt hidden.
Hidden away from all the excitement of fulfilled dreams which others seemed to be experiencing in their journeys with the Lord.
"Don't look at the others, My little Seedling." The Shepherd smiled, knowingly. "Just put your roots down deep - as far as they can go." He paused. "Do you trust Me?"
THE question. She stopped.
"Trust that love..." she thought. Those words flew like a banner over her heart.
"I do! ... I will! .... oh! I want to, " she replied, longingly. So it was decided, then.
Submit she did, pushing deep and deeper still. She didn't quite see the whole picture, but what she DID know was that the more she laid down, the deeper her roots would go.