Rooted - Day Nine

June 9, 2022
Rooted

As Day Nine comes to close, I was handed something I never thought I would receive.

Because this hospice journey is both personal and also involves many others - I can’t share the details specifically.

I can say that the gift was in the form of WORDS.

Kind
Gentle
Honest
True
WORDS…

Words I wished to hear,
but rarely have…

Words I longed for,
but rarely came…

Words that came tonight -
at the close of Day Nine.

While she held my hand -
… and cried
… and tried to breathe
… while her lips turned a little blue.

Determined to get it out while she can -
because that’s what this journey
will do to you.

It will purge you
at your deepest root…

Embitter you or
Sanctify your soul.

All this came on the heels of straining and bottling five beautiful gallons of honey from Andrei’s hives. He has them situated not too far away on a beautiful hundred acre horse farm …

As the honey flowed -
So did the words of King David…

“How sweet are your words
to my taste,
sweeter than HONEY
to my mouth…"
Psalms 119:103

WORDS

Such powerful weapons
to break and destroy
or defend and protect…

Such powerful tools
to build and encourage
edify and endear...

"I have hidden YOUR WORD
in my heart…
So that I do not sin
against You.”

Rooted in Him
The Cross of Christ my guide.

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