Wounded But Rooted
Living hurts.
It just does.
There are no tips or tricks I can use to get around it.
No insider information that will keep pain from my person.
But pain has no power to steal peace.
(What doesn’t kill me makes me stronger, as it were.)
A broken branch can’t kill the root.
And pain can’t destroy me.
“Everyone then who hears these words of mine and does them will be like a wise man who built his house on the rock. And the rain fell, and the floods came, and the winds blew and beat on that house, but it did not fall, because it had been founded on the rock.” Matthew 7:24-25