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Last week, as I drove home from dropping the kids off, I noticed a large tree downed. Rising from the ground were giant roots going in all directions. But there, on top, were living branches blooming bright green leaves. As though it birthed a baby tree.

I thought, “There’s a story there.” Here we are, exactly one week later with the word Root.
First, I focused on the downed tree. Grateful it hadn’t fallen in the opposite direction, as it would have taken a car out. Next, I noticed the trunk and branches. Old, withered, and brown, they had seen better days. Then, my eyes caught the lone branch proudly waving with it’s beautiful lush leaves.
“Life. It starts again.”
I felt an odd connection, or life lesson. As I enter the sixth year of raising my grandkids, I consider the days I felt crushed. Like the fallen tree, I often felt like my foundation was crumbling and the pressure would take me down. While I’ve pushed to the limit of complete brokenness through family addiction, from somewhere deep down came new life.
A single sprout of hope, acceptance, determination, resilience, and perseverance. Watered by faith and the deep, deep confidence that all was well in my soul. The joy of knowing my God has this and He has me. Beauty rose again.

I suppose the force of the world could have devoured me. However, years ago God began a work in me that will forever be untouched by evil. He planted a seed that grew over the years. The roots are now solid and embedded beyond the shallow reach of circumstance.
Call me an eternal Redwood. His roots are those of a Father whose love and care are immeasurable. He is the foundation that will not be compromised. Parts may wither but once again, you will find a new shoot, ready and willing to live, grow, and thrive.
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Thank you. I tried to comment on your Legacy post, and it won’t let me. I had trouble posting on FMF, as well. It’s a tech day!
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I’ve had technical problems with other blogs as of late too. UGH
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The great tall tree has fallen,
yet branches are still green.
I think I hear God calling,
but whatever can this mean?
The leaves will not survive the death
of trunk and limb and root,
denied now of their blood and breath,
but can that point be moot?
Is their green-clad beauty
that which will live on,
a mem’ry of the duty
of trees, when they are gone?
And does that kind of legacy
apply the self-same, just to me?
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Oh my heart- as always.
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I forgot to tell you that in my book you are a superhero, it’s not everyone who lovingly steps in to raise their grandkids.
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No hero, just a nana!! I fear there are more than you know. Prayers for all.
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Tank you so much. I recognize this so. What a beautiful lesson you have woven into it for anyone who wants to read it. There are many lessons in nature.
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What a beautiful comment! Thank you Aritha. Have a blessed day.
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This is such an encouraging post. Blessings from one Nana to another. He is the author of life – of such delicate beauty and tough resilience. I shall look at the youTube too FMF 34
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Thank you Dawn!! Amen
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