All around the weeds grew densely
Yet it still bloomed in its joy,
For it knew, the peace of heaven,
Life’s troubles cannot destroy.
Which demands a soul comply
Not with God, but with the culture
Which, His laws, boldly defy.
Do not cower before man.
Instead, they stand, faith unyielding,
And blossom within His plan.
I have learned a truth I need,
I don’t seek the affirmation
Of the world’s voice to succeed.
Menacing and all too grim,
I will still live life rejoicing
For my soul’s rooted in Him.
They are not of the world, even as I am not of it. Sanctify
them by the truth; your word is truth.
Tuesday, July 29, 2025
Rooted In Him
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