This reminds me of a tree at my Grandma’s cabin. First day I would always fall in the lake climbing on a root like this. Then my sisters would laugh. Then finally they would remind me to be careful of this tree. Miss my sisters. I believe God surrounds us with those who raise you up And those who just make you laugh.

I love you sooo much ❤😘❤❤

Love the reference, it's so true! Deep rooted faith can hold up under the most extreme of circumstances.

It's also a reminder of the DS cabal, as we wash away the small trash, as they start to sing, and resign, and confess - the deep roots clearly become visible and vulnerable and then we move in with the chainsaw.

Thanks for sharing

I love your words !!!