Sometimes I feel like a foreigner in a strange land.
I am an island in a sea of disconnection.
A drift from the crowd, I am a bird soaring over a confusing terrain.
I have no place that I truly belong. I corral my little tribe, and serve my husband faithfully. We build each other up in discipleship, and care. As we move forward in life, we hold tight to our bonds to each other. Letting go would be too much and someone may drift off. My purpose would be nil and I would be drifting further from shore.
Roots are hard to plant when we are a family that roams every few years. Just when we feel anchored, we become unmoored and sent sailing in a new direction. Where will we find refuge? Where will we belong?
Jeremiah 17:7-8 ESV
“Blessed is the man who trusts in the Lord, whose trust is the Lord. He is like a tree planted by water, that sends out its roots by the stream, and does not fear when heat comes, for its leaves remain green, and is not anxious in the year of drought, for it does not cease to bear fruit.”
We are planted firm in our faith. It needs to be nourished in prayer, faith and communion with the Lord. As we grow, we are planted in Him. We belong to the Lord and that is something that soars right along with us.
When we feel disconnected in our communities, we have something far greater than the disenchanted masses. We have hope in the life that God promises when our sustenance comes from Him.
We were sometimes born to wander, but never meant to be islands. God created us for community. We must generate intentional trust in that He will give us purpose, belonging and hope. He is faithful to His people and we must see the bigger picture than our circumstances. When we are planted in Him, we will bloom and create something beautiful for His glory.
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I struggle with community because I’m introverted and would rather spend time with myself or a very limited number of people (people wear me out 😉 ). But I can still bloom, even if I’m planted in a room ;).
It doesn’t matter where we are, we are always in Him. It must be tough moving a lot, but if you know God is your anchor, you are always at home. God bless you!
“When we are planted in Him, we will bloom and create something beautiful for His glory.” Thank you for reminding me of this truth. I sometimes become impatient in the planting process. I need to trust God’s timing.
Yes, we are called to community. A new friend of mine reminded me recently that our “family” can be anyone. It may be those who live nearby or friends from church. Even though we move away, that friendship doesn’t have to end.
Hi, it is so great to meet you on the Write 28 Days challenge. I enjoyed your discussion of being planted. I long for planting even after 17 years in my hometown now. Finding friends is harder in a small town, I guess. I will pray over this verse. I think it is key for me too. Thanks so much for sharing your heart.
“We were sometimes born to wander, but never meant to be islands.” Wow love this truth. I’ll be thinking about this over the weekend. Thank you for sharing your insight in what it means to be planted.
I like the idea of being planted as an answer to where. What a peace to know that there’s something bigger and deeper than all our questions. So glad to have stopped by today as your FMF neighbor! Have a lovely weekend!