Roots grow stronger in the winter

Today, it was 55F when I woke up and the high is 78F. The weather is perfect in big D. This is the weather we complain of never seeing. Perfect.

In a few weeks, the weather will change. Storms, winds, chilly days, but not like Georgia or Mongolia, but still Dallas cold can be tough to get through with the humidity and wind. Things will change. Winter will come soon enough.

I hope the same for my spiritual life. To be honest (completely honest) I’ve forgotten intimacy with the Lord. I’m lost in complacency. I’ve lost the pursuit of finding and experiencing God. I have drifted away from the cant-stop-thinking-about, head-over-heels, in love with the one who has made me all that I am. It is very strange to me to think about the great decisions I have made and not remember why I made them or to whom to credit the success.

Its time for change. It is time to go back to my foundation and remind myself why I am who I am and what God has intended for me to be and do. Acknowledge, evaluate, repent, forgive, love, pursue, be set-apart

Roots grow stronger.

Roots grow stronger in the winter.

I will remain.

I will remain confident in this.