Root and All

Flower in the crannied wall,
I pluck you out of the crannies,
I hold you here, root and all, in my hand,
Little flower—but if I could understand
What you are, root and all, all in all,
I should know what God and man is.
~Lord Alfred Tennyson “Flower in the Crannied Wall”

Am I root, or am I bud?
Am I stem or am I leaf?

All in all, I am
but the merest reflection
of God’s fruiting glory;

I am His tears shed
as He broke
into blossom.

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The Power To Break Rocks





“The violets in the mountains have broken the rocks.”
~Tennessee Williams in “Camino Real”
(These words became his epitaph)




Some beginnings in this life commence on inhospitable ground:
no soil, no protection, no nurture, barely enough water.

Here lies a drive to thrive and transcend: forcing through a crack in the pavement while exposed to relentless heat.

Such delicate beauty comes from nothing but a seed packed with the potential to transform its circumstances through perseverance.  We all are created with the potential power to break through rocks and change the world.

Forever and ever.








Advent Meditation–Tender Shoot

I’m reminded every spring, as we break the soil in the garden for that season’s planting, how challenging is the job of the seed.  It is a plain, unadorned and ordinary thing, a little boring even, practically forgotten once it is placed in the ground.   Yet the ordinariness is only the outer dress; the extraordinary is contained inside, and within days a tender shoot braves all to come to the surface, bowed and humble. It establishes a root that ensures survival, even in the most inhospitable ground.

So it is with Jesus whose ordinary origins belied his holiness and majesty.   Hardy root and tender shoot, he reaches up to the heavens and deeply into the earth,  both at once.

And we will be fed.

Isaiah 53:2