Well, I’m grounded this morning by a nasty cough and continued snortles—the leftovers of this thing. It's a beautiful day, and I'm not happy about being housebound, but I’ve been thinking of another kind of grounded, a better kind than this temporary one.
Rooted and grounded in love. (Eph. 3:17) In reading those familiar words, I had the thought, why did the writer choose those two particular words. Well, of course the original writing wasn’t in English, and so often origins are lost in translation, but I have to say, after a bit of study, I believe there was good reason that they were grouped together.
Turns out one word—rooted, is an agricultural term, the other—grounded, comes from architectural jargon. We have many agricultural references in Scripture: the parable of the good ground versus the rocky or thorny places. Then there’s mention of the vineyard and being connected to the Vine, grafted in, lovingly taken in to root at the source. There are others too, I know. These in particular though suggest the importance of being rooted for sure, but I wondered at being grounded as well.
Grounded in the architectural slant would suggest a balanced building on a strong foundation. Of course there’s Scripture to that end as well.
Ah! I give myself a proverbial head-slap! That’s it! To be rooted is first, a vital start, but it doesn’t end there. I need to build carefully on that Sure Foundation. Building speaks of continuance. Balance speaks of keeping a focused eye on the Cornerstone. It’s not enough to just have connection to the Root. I have to grow there… and keep on growing. Build and keep on building.
So maybe it’s not so awful to be grounded this morning. The Spirit blessed me with this encouragement and may it encourage you too.
All is quiet at MouseHouse. I suspect, it being Sunday and all, that they too are busy with their devotions. I haven’t even heard one mouse-sneeze! [smile]