I have not kept up with my blogging as I had hoped. Here's an attempt to jump back in via Five Minute Friday. Thanks Lisa Jo for inspiring so many including me.
I worked out in the yard yesterday, work that needed doing. We had so many leaves that needed raking from fall and remnants of hurricane Sandy. And there was the trimming of bushes for their dormancy through the winter. The most problematic of my outdoor tasks, however was dealing with the ever troublesome, returning Bradford pear tree that does not seem to want to go away. It’s roots are apparently very comfortable with the spot in which they were planted some 20 years ago. So even though the tree fell years ago, during a previous storm, the roots continue to bear fruit, or plants as it were. This tree continues to come up dividing fence posts, trying to kill another very nice tree which was planted to replace it, and generally making a nuisance of itself. It was quite the task trying to pry each of its tentacles from their infestations and cut, cut, cut it away. I have the sore muscles to attest to my fight with this monster.
How much this reminds me of what God is teaching me about sin. You know you cut down the tree and even think you have dug out the stump. But there are often hidden roots that will come back to haunt you in all kinds of ways you may not be expecting. These roots may be invisible, they may be from plants long gone in your own life or in the life of someone else. However, they can still bring forth burdens which have to be dealt with.