Walk into any forest after a great storm and you will find the same thing on the ground: not the smallest trees, but often some of the tallest. The ones that reached highest and grew fastest, the ones that looked the most impressive against the sky — these are frequently the ones lying on their side with their roots torn out of the earth, because they spent all their strength climbing and never sent anything down. The storm does not measure the height of a tree. It measures the depth.
Scripture's picture of the blessed man is never one who grows fast. It is one who grows down. "His delight is in the law of the Lord; and in his law doth he meditate day and night. And he shall be like a tree planted by the rivers of water, that bringeth forth his fruit in his season; his leaf also shall not wither." — Psalm 1:2-3. Planted. Rooted. Fed by an unseen stream. And Jeremiah paints the same tree with the storm already in view: "Blessed is the man that trusteth in the Lord... for he shall be as a tree planted by the waters, that spreadeth out her roots by the river, and shall not see when heat cometh... neither shall cease from yielding fruit." — Jeremiah 17:7-8. The drought comes. The heat comes. And the deep-rooted tree does not even notice, because its life is not drawn from the weather. It is drawn from the water it reached long before the sky went dry.
This is God's design for every believer. "Rooted and built up in Him, and stablished in the faith." — Colossians 2:7. "That ye, being rooted and grounded in love." — Ephesians 3:17. The Word is always the same. Before God builds anything up, He sends something down.











