Wednesday, July 26, 2017

Why I Believe

“But blessed is the one who trusts in the Lord,
whose confidence is in him.
They will be like a tree planted by the water
that sends out its roots by the stream.
It does not fear when heat comes;
its leaves are always green.
It has no worries in a year of drought
and never fails to bear fruit.”
Jeremiah 17:7-8, NIV

Sometimes, in the middle of the storm, in the quiet of the loneliness, in the depths of despair...I search for the things that remind me...

Why I believe.

I believe because my momma told me about Jesus.

I believe because I watched my daddy read his Bible and sit on the front pew, singing along with the choir of our little church.

I believe because I was taught to, because people cared enough to teach me when I was little and as I grew.

They were all drops upon drops of water, they strengthened me and caused my roots to grow deep into the ground firmly anchoring me into the soil.

I believe because I have read my Bible, and in reading it I saw my life, and felt God's presence.

I believe because God answers prayers and He lives in the smallest details of my life.

I believe because I have seen and I have seen because I believe.

These experiences are drops upon drops of water and my faith is growing stronger. I am firmly planted with branches reaching out.

I believe because when your children ask you to go to church, you go.

I believe because there is nothing more important I can do for my children than to keep my eyes on Jesus.

I believe because the world has nothing better to offer, than the peace of knowing God. I hold on to that peace through every twist and turn of life.

When I hear my child's diagnosis.

When I fight for needed services.

When our lives are uprooted and relocated.

I believe.


I believe because I have found myself surrounded by broken pieces and known, I was not alone and  my value was not in those broken pieces.

I believe because I have seen God restore what was broken.


I believe because there were drops upon drops and I was watered.

I believe because one day a veil was torn and there was nothing standing between God and me, but me.

I believe because that is why God created me, like a tree planted by the water. A tree with deep well watered roots and strong branches, bearing fruit.

That is what I hold on to, a God who does that.

“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.”
‭‭Jeremiah‬ ‭17:7-8‬ ‭ESV‬‬

My prayer:

God I come before you today, to pray for every soul that is searching for something to hold onto in the storm, anchor them. I pray for those whose roots are shallow and weak, begging for strength and  water, God water them, drops upon drops until their roots are deep and strong. Amen.


~Beth

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