Yesterday I saw this huge, massive Gul Mohur tree lying on its side, uprooted by the strong winds that were blowing. Just a few weeks back, the same tree was gorgeously bedecked in green, orange and gold...Today it was lying wounded and dying...
My mind went back to the eucalyptus trees in Lovedale. Tall, slender, almost frail-looking, but no wind, or tempest or hurricane could uproot them...
Sadly, the Gul Mohur had just not sent its roots deep down into the soil - so there was nothing to hold it firmly when the storm came. The eucalyptus sends its roots deep, deep into the soil. No matter they grow on mountain sides, or in unfriendly places...Their roots go deep down. And they are ready for any hurricane...
Are we spreading our roots of living only superficially, or are they growing deep into depths and being of our souls, seeking to find their succor in the spirituality of living?