The wicked desire the plunder of evil men,
but the root of the righteous flourishes.
Roots are pretty boring. At first. You don’t see them. You can’t feel them. You don’t know how strong they are or that they even exist.
Plunder is pretty exciting. At first. It’s shiny and forbidden. It’s free and exotic. You’ve got something new and different and off limits. It’s visually and emotionally intoxicating.
But over time, roots grow big trees. Roots get better and stronger and more important. What is hidden comes to light.
Plunder loses it’s shine. Consequences catch up. What we thought was sexy is now suddenly empty.
Are you living a life of roots or plunder right now?