Torrential rains had been pelting us for weeks. With the rains came weeds growing tall in the flower beds. But I noticed other new growth, too. It wasn’t colorful flowers. It was teeny, tiny little oak trees! Squirrels had been working hard, burying food for later. The rains had soaked and softened the hard shells of the acorns. Fresh oak seedlings, yearning to sprout, had pushed and strained and broken through the shell, growing toward the warm sunlight. One day they would become towering oaks.
I plucked them out of the ground, noticing the strong roots that had been burrowing deep into the soil. These same roots would become a knotted, tangled ball, anchoring the tree.
Let your roots grow down into Him, and let your lives be built on Him. Then your faith will grow strong in the truth you were taught, and you will overflow with thankfulness. Colossians 2:7 (NLT)
￼And that is my prayer for Soaked and Sprouting. That encouragement and joy will be sown; that whoever strolls through this garden of stories would thirst after God’s presence. As the living waters of His Word wash over our souls, softening the hard shell of our hearts, seeds of faith will sprout and grow. We will become towering oaks of righteousness, planted by the Lord.
“And they will be called righteous trees,
planted by the LORD
to glorify Him.” Isaiah 61:3b (HCSB)
Soaked and Sprouting.
For God’s glory.