Roots

Being within three weeks of finishing with my first year of college, there are a few things that have crossed my mind. One of these things is how thankful I am to have had a solid foundation laid during my elementary and high school years in what I believe. My parents are largely to credit for this. In the majority of my classes, I have been the audience to lectures containing values with which I disagree. I've realized how different my worldview is from so many around me! I might be tempted to think that something is wrong with my views, and that the majority, or the educated faculty must always be correct. But while I have certainly been challenged to think, I haven't wanted in the least to alter my beliefs...because I know who I've learned them from. There are things other than a PhD that create credibility (a word that has been pounded into me since entering college!). I don't mean to discredit my professors; I have learned a lot from them and am so blessed to be attending a college! Yet, if I can state this with all humility, there will always be people I trust more than them. My parents. My pastors. Those who are parents in the faith. And even those who are no longer living, but who have left works behind them that attest to the kind of lives they lived. I know the fruit of these people's lives. I see the stark contrast of those who have the Lord...and those who do not. And I know what I want for my life. But I don't think it's enough to stop there. Roots are so important. A strong foundation is invaluable. But they are for the purpose of bearing fruit. I pray that God will help me bring others into His kingdom...