Deep Roots

“Deep roots are not withered by the frost,” he says. Deep roots, deep, planted, dug in and stable. Deep roots, not seen by our casual observations. Deep roots acting as anchor and foundation, holding the toppling plant upright. Deep roots, anchoring the trees during the gales of wind. Deep roots, providing moisture and nourishment even when the frost sinks into the dirt and seeps below the top soil.

“I am the vine, you are the branches.” The vine, the roots, the trunk, the security and stability of the branches come from the vine. Being a living branch reliant on the vine, my roots are deep and protected from the frost.

What kind of frosts do I face? What kind of frosts do we all face? We all have difficult times, tiredness, loneliness, pressures, stresses. There are some times when these frosts are piled on top of each other, one wave of ice and then another. The frosts pile up and it may seem that spring will never come. Then, finally sun breaks through with warmth, the ice starts melting, and the ground thaws. The plants can then be seen, is it living, did it make it through the winter? What a joy it is to see the leaves come out – to see that there is growth after times of difficulty, life after wintry ice.