I was in the kitchen. The warm, wood floor under my bare feet, my hair tossed up into a bun to keep loose, messy waves out of my face, and an oversized sweatshirt wrapped around me just perpetuating that lazy weekend morning feeling. I opened the kitchen window in my apartment and let the cool autumn breeze and warm sunlight pour into the room. The fresh air mixing with the sweet scent of the pine candle I left burning on the counter. The faint trail of steam from my mug of freshly brewed coffee swirled through the air and made the whole house seem cozier somehow. I love mornings like this. Because slow, purposeful, intentional mornings translate into rich, warm and love-filled days. They’re simple. I spend more time with people, more time outside, more time with Jesus. There’s room for golden sunsets and long drives on country roads. My schedule isn’t always bursting at the seams, and I’m okay with that. Because it’s real and beautiful and soul-filled.
And most of all, I feel rooted. I love that word. It’s earthy and strong and connected to something deep. And honestly, I need a little more of that. We all do.
In a world that says, “prove yourself”, “dream big dreams”, and “make it all happen,” we get lost in the shuffle. I get it. I really do. It seems like there’s no time for the slower rhythms of life, making deep and lasting connections, and finding joy in simple things. But, all that chasing and looking and pushing and proving leaves us with tired eyes and empty hearts. We long for something pure and good, but we wind up unfulfilled and broken down, too tired to press on.
See, we were created to be rooted and grounded, sure and strong and passionate and brave. Purposeful and purpose-filled. So, I’ll make this short and sweet. When we are living fully and freely, we are living out of a place of dependence on God. And that means we can rest because He is the one doing the work. He has done it already. The world doesn’t rest on your shoulders. Work ethic and will power will only take you so far.
This season, I would love it if we could really lean in and learn about dependence on God – what it means to trust Him deeply. To understand that we have limits and nothing beautiful to offer to others apart from His love, His words, His truth. And really that takes all the burden of performance and perfection off us and onto Jesus, because He is the only one who can meet that standard. Because of His love, we are free – really and truly to live from a place of humble dependence and to participate in His redeeming purpose for the world, in simplicity, in strength, in fullness, and in beauty. And then we can really be rooted. Rooted in God’s heart for the world – wild, free, and breathtaking. Rooted in our identity – loved, sons and daughters, pursued. Rooted in our gaze and restful in our souls. Because we all could use a little more of that.
“Therefore, as you have received Christ Jesus the Lord walk in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith, just as you were taught, overflowing with gratitude.” – Col. 2:7