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Dry Roots

"He opened the rock, and water gushed out; it flowed like a river in the desert." Psalm 105:41 Have you ever had one of those dreams that impacted you mightily? I have some crazy dreams. I often wonder where my mind goes as I sleep. Some are jolting, others joyful, and some I google in order to find meaning in the craziness. A few nights ago I had a very vivid dream. So real and impacting. I was intrigued how God moved in my dreams. Most of us believe God only came to people in their dreams in Bible times. I believe He can speak clearly to us in our dreams today. Scott and I were in our backyard at the new house. I bent down and pulled out a blade of grass. I held it up to him to show him the giant root that was brown and dry. So dry that I made a comment to Scott stating we needed to make sure we watered the grass when we moved in. I didn't want the grass to die and, by the looks of the exceptionally dry roots, the grass did not have much time. That dry root was so clear I can still visualize it in my mind. Ironically, the very next day it poured all day long. I mentioned my dream to Scott telling him of the coincidence between the dry root and the pouring rain. I began to think about the correlation between the root and God's Word. Earlier in the day of my dream, I had heard a message and the resounding lesson I walked away with was to be in God's Word; to wash yourself in it and make time for Him through the Bible no matter what season you are in. How often do we allow life to encapsulate us so that we are too tired, too busy, too anything keeping us from being in the Word. You see, God's Word is our watering; how we stay alive. If we aren't reading, meditating, praying we will get dry and crunchy and eventually whither away. We need His Word to bring us life helping us to grow in our faith and our walk blooming us into the person He desires and needs us to be so that we may live out the life He has written for us. He is our armor, answer, comfort, sustainer, bread, life, redeemer, and so much more. We will never know who He really is unless we water ourselves with His Word. "...but whoever drinks the water I give them will never thirst. Indeed, the water I give them will become in them a spring of water welling up to eternal life." John 4:14

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