The Root

The birds chirping, longer evenings, sun shining, fresh air and wardrobe change all indicate newness.  A new season approaches.  New flowers begin to bloom.  New sports rev up for the season.  New outlook from those hibernating in cold months.  The list can continue. . .

With the new comes on tedious chore I actually LOVE to complete (yes, I have issues).  As the flowers bloom, providing beauty to the eye, weeds come alongside working diligently to choke and steal all nutrients required for floral beauty.  I step in and battle this endless chore.  It relieves any stress/emotion brewing inside as I pull with all might at each weed.  I enjoy finishing, looking back and admiring such clean flower beds. 

Like I said. . .issues!

Think about this chore.  Recall the time when reaching to pull that hideous weed that suffocates the most beautiful flower in your garden.  When pulled, the dull, boring, colorless top comes up easily. . .yet, below the ground the root remains.  The very lifeline to support such a useless weed still waits and steals nutrients from the garden. 

The root must be extracted in order to remove all chances of the same weed returning.  I know, not rocket science, but stick with me.  Think about pulling the weed, leaving some of the root visible.  You can see it, touch it and know full well it must come out!  But, with each touch, fingers slip and no grip can be established.  Working to rid of the suffocating portion, emotions develop and frustration sets in. 

You could grab a shovel and show that root who’s boss.  You could grab the spray and give the root a bit of its own medicine, suffocating the existence of it.  But, what pride would come from simply using such tools to eliminate this root.  Pulling it out of the ground, viewing all the holds it had underneath and pitching it in the garbage brings a sense of victory and power.

Do you have a root planted deep in your life?  Is it time to dig out the very thing suffocating your life?  Are you working diligently; yet, slipping further away with each effort?

Frustration sets in as my eye sees the root established at the core extending deeper still causing struggle to digest life.  Without proper nutrients, life situations overwhelm and processing such seems impossible.  The root steals nutrients, kills joy and destroys me.  Day by day I work to pull it up and pitch it for good; but, day by day pride weakens the grip, leaving the root embedded.

Proper tools must come on the scene and overpower.  The strength deadens as Grace covers the surface.  Suffocation vanishes as Love sinks down deep.  The vacancy of such a root fills as Freedom pours out.  It is then, true beauty shines, peace felt and purpose fulfilled. 

Sound good?  Sound possible?  It is, my dear friend!  Let us tend to our garden!  Be certain to get to the root, stand up to it and show the root Who is in control.  Shine your beauty today.     

With Love     

Sheree Craig    Live life. . .One Day at a Time