Day 4
When I read, I see in images, maybe because I have had periods of severe dyslexia due to a birth injury. Words make pictures in my head, which is I think why Jeremiah 17:8 is my favorite "fear not" verse. It has been my favorite for a long time. I put it on the cover of my book with a picture of a lone tree near water. It reminds me that I am never alone and that the waters that sustain me run deep.
When my son was little, he was diagnosed with a rare illness days after his father and I bought a house we had to have remodeled on a very short timeline. It seemed that every time I picked up the phone for months someone wanted $700.00. Seven hundred was the magic number whether it was to fix a septic system or run an EKG on my child. I did not want to care about money. I had an ill child to care for and that was all that was really important to me. I used to read this verse over and over again for comfort. Comfort came in the form of a strange calmness that gave me peace. In the end, all the bills got paid and my son recovered fully. Now I read the verse and think how grateful I am for those still waters that feed my roots.
Verse:Jeremiah 17:8 He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.
Word for This WeekRoots
I will sit in silence beneath an imaginary tree and feel my roots dig down deep to reach the still waters of faith as I breathe.
When I read, I see in images, maybe because I have had periods of severe dyslexia due to a birth injury. Words make pictures in my head, which is I think why Jeremiah 17:8 is my favorite "fear not" verse. It has been my favorite for a long time. I put it on the cover of my book with a picture of a lone tree near water. It reminds me that I am never alone and that the waters that sustain me run deep.
When my son was little, he was diagnosed with a rare illness days after his father and I bought a house we had to have remodeled on a very short timeline. It seemed that every time I picked up the phone for months someone wanted $700.00. Seven hundred was the magic number whether it was to fix a septic system or run an EKG on my child. I did not want to care about money. I had an ill child to care for and that was all that was really important to me. I used to read this verse over and over again for comfort. Comfort came in the form of a strange calmness that gave me peace. In the end, all the bills got paid and my son recovered fully. Now I read the verse and think how grateful I am for those still waters that feed my roots.
Verse:Jeremiah 17:8 He will be like a tree planted by the water that sends out its roots by the stream. It does not fear when heat comes; its leaves are always green. It has no worries in a year of drought and never fails to bear fruit.
Word for This WeekRoots
I will sit in silence beneath an imaginary tree and feel my roots dig down deep to reach the still waters of faith as I breathe.
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