Got up early for a run & the sun was just coming up (thanks Daylight Savings.) I am loving being in Denver--there is the most charming park near my friend’s house & it was almost empty as I ran down the winding path this morning. I had to stop to take this pic of this tree. There is something about trees that I love. They are grounded. Confident. Standing so tall. They don’t fret over the seasons changing. They understand that loss is a vital part of change and growth. They withstand pain and brokenness. They’re steady. They do not fear the future or whether or not their needs will be met. And that’s just what you see on the surface. Their roots go down deep and that’s where they find their strength. If there is something that I want for myself during this walkabout season--it’s that my roots will go down deep. That I’ll be grounded in Love. Confident. That I will stand tall. That I will not fret over seasons changing. That I will understand that loss is a vital part of change and growth. That I will withstand pain and brokenness. That I will not fear the future or whether or not my needs will be met. And that what you see on the surface will be only a small part of my roots that go down deep into Love.