Branches and Roots: Uprooted

Hey everyone!

So there's a pretty mighty storm 'a blowing outside right now.  Everyone reading this that is in the Omaha Metro area, I hope you all are alright, with or without power.  Batten in the hatches because there is more on the way apparently.  We here at the Young house were extremely lucky that the wind decided to cut across the street away from our trees, felling an very large tree into our neighbor's yard.  The rain caused the roots of the tree to come right out of the ground, completely intact.  The root of the tree in my neighbors' yard reminded me of the blog I wrote last Sunday about branches, so I'd thought I'd do a quick blog about roots.

If branches are the future then the roots are the past, and the past has a nasty of uprooting itself.  The storms of life come along and weaken our hold on the pieces of our past that we want to keep in the past.  And, the storm passing and winds stop blowing, all of the bits are laying out everywhere for all of your neighbors to see.  However, like my neighbors and their fallen tree, having your roots exposed reveals more than just your own past.  Without waiting for the wind to die or the rain to let up, people from each and every house on my block spilled out into the streets to help my neighbors clear out the mass of branches and roots from their lawn.  With all of the storms we have had over the years in my town and the tremendous amount of trees in my neighborhood, it has becoming kind of a tradition to form a "neighborhood clean-up crew" during storms.  

The last few months have brought on a large bit of uprooting for me and my experiences with the storm today has made me want to give my gratitude to the "clean up crew" in my life that have been helping me with my splintered roots and branches.  You guys know who you are and please know that I thank God for you everyday.

Thanks for reading!