Rooted

The world says fly, be free,

  throw off all constraints.

    There are no rules, no laws,

      do what you please.

But when trouble comes

  we want roots, connections,

    something to keep us grounded

      to hold us together.

We can’t have both, or can we?

  Trees don’t fly, birds don’t

    grow flowers, but the

      Heavenly Father cares for both.

Rooted in His love we can

  soar to new heights.

    Under His wings we find

      shelter in the storm

Connected to His Body there is

  belonging, the community

    of the diverse, where each

      can be uniquely whole.

It is not conformity

  that binds us together,

    not law that controls

      or constrains us.

It is the grace and mercy

  of the One who loved us and

    thus made us lovable

      and taught us to love.

Rooted in Him we are

  eternally secure, able

    to fly where He leads

      just as He planned all along.

Psalm 1:3:

“He is like a tree

planted by streams of water

that yields its fruit in its season,

and its leaf does not wither.

In all that he does, he prospers.”

(Sparked by Malcolm Guite’s article in Christianity Today “Something Holy Shines”)

© 2025 Dawn Rutan. Unless otherwise indicated, all Scripture are ESV and all images copyright free from pixabay.com. The opinions stated do not necessarily reflect the views of my church or employer.

Getting in Shape

I was feeling inadequate, unable to live up to the expectations of others, wondering if God too might be expecting more than I feel willing or able to do. I found myself drawn to Psalm 139 and the reminders that “You knitted me together in my mother’s womb” (v. 13) and “My frame was not hidden from You, when I was being made in secret, intricately woven in the depths of the earth” (15). In between is the reassurance, “Wonderful are Your works!” (14). What God has made is well thought out and right for His purposes.

As I moved on to verse 16, I discovered something I hadn’t seen before. The ESV states, “Your eyes saw my unformed substance; in Your book were written, every one of them, the days that were formed for me, when as yet there was none of them.” Other translations add some flavor: “all the days ordained for me were written in Your book” (NIV), “And in Your book they were all written, the days fashioned for me” (NKJV), or “even the days that were fashioned” (JPS). Do you see what I see? The days that were formed or fashioned for me were created with just as much careful deliberation by God as the way He formed me in the womb. Biblehub notes, “The Hebrew verb ‘yatsar’ primarily means to form or fashion, often used in the context of creating or shaping something with intention and purpose. It conveys the idea of a potter shaping clay, highlighting the skill and care involved in the creative process.” It’s the same word used in Isaiah 43:1, “But now thus says the Lord, He who created you, O Jacob, He who formed you, O Israel...”

God forms us for our day, and He forms our days for us. Therefore we can be assured that they fit us. Sure, there are added challenges of living in a world marred by sin, but God’s purposes still prevail. Job proclaimed, “I know that You can do all things, and that no purpose of Yours can be thwarted” (Job 42:2). David said, “I cry out to God Most High, to God who fulfills His purpose for me” (Ps. 57:2).

There can be a tendency, even within the church, to think that we’re all supposed to fit some stereotype of gifts, abilities, relationships, and appearance. But “If the whole body were an eye, where would be the sense of hearing? If the whole body were an ear, where would be the sense of smell?” (1 Cor. 12:17). We aren’t all expected to do the same things in the same way, because God uniquely fashioned each of us on purpose and for His purposes. My life doesn’t have to look like someone else’s, and my ministry within the Body of Christ doesn’t have to fit someone else’s mold. It just needs to be what God has designed for me.

“But who are you, O man, to answer back to God? Will what is molded say to its molder, ‘Why have you made me like this?’” (Rom. 9:20). Some vessels are more eye-catching than others, but all are necessary. Sometimes I wonder why God made me as He did, but Scripture reminds me that His purposes are always good and I can rest in the mold He has formed for my days.

“But now, O Lord, You are our Father; we are the clay, and You are our potter; we are all the work of Your hand” (Isaiah 6748).

© 2025 Dawn Rutan. Unless otherwise indicated, all Scripture are ESV and all images copyright free from pixabay.com. The opinions stated do not necessarily reflect the views of my church or employer.