Deep Roots, Steady Anchor.
Guarding Your Spirit in a Time of Spiritual Drift
Beloved Friend,
It’s a new month, and life continues to unfold in all its intensity: joys, aches, breakthroughs, and burdens.
But here’s a gentle reminder: just because life is lifing doesn’t mean the contention over your soul has stopped. In fact, the more distracted we become by all that’s happening around us, the easier it is for our roots to weaken. And in a time like this, shallow roots simply won’t do.
We must begin to grow deep roots in Christ.
This letter is something I’ve been brooding over for a while now. I often find myself lost in thought about it, sometimes after reading a random post, sometimes while sitting in silence. I see things play out, and it’s as though the Holy Spirit gently nudges me and whispers, “Patience, watch out. This isn’t all. The goal of this isn’t just this. It’s deeper than it seems. The adversary is great at strategizing, he’s been around for a while. He gives to each generation what can cater to their folly. You can’t afford to be a prey.”
Even as I turned a year older last week Tuesday, beyond the gratitude that flooded my heart, there was a burden I couldn’t properly translate. I tried to shake it off as birthday blues, but it was a groaning in my spirit that could only be interpreted by the Spirit that bears witness in mine. Even now, as I try to flesh it out into words, I can only pray that the Holy Spirit will go deeper than this letter and translate it directly to your spirit, beyond what you can humanly understand.
The spirit of this age is loud. It promises quick peace, self-discovery, soothing affirmations, and timely words that calm our fears for a moment, yet never call us to transformation. It’s this same spirit that’s responsible for the falling away of many. It knows how to sound like truth without carrying the weight of conviction.
And many, hungry for clarity, run eagerly after prophecy, forgetting the Spirit of prophecy (Revelation 19:10). We try to manifest with our mouths what we haven’t submitted in our hearts. And when things don’t align as quickly as we expected, discouragement sets in. But prophecy is not for decoration, it is a call to obedience and partnership.
We were made to live from a place of communion; our spirit in step with His. Not tossed to and fro by every “word”, “prophecy”, or doctrine. Not easily shaken when life doesn’t match our imaginations. Not seduced by words that soothe our souls but starve our spirits.
Yes, God cares deeply about our struggles. He sees the ache. He hears the longing. But more than pacifying our emotions, He is invested in the health of our spirit.
He’s after depth, not just relief.
When our roots grow deep, we begin to discern. We see when advice is wrapped in fear or love. We know when “playing safe” is obedience, and when it’s just disobedience in disguise. We sense when something carries a form of godliness but denies its power. And often, these moments aren’t always obviously wrong, they’re just subtly off. That’s why depth matters.
Perhaps you’ve fallen away.
Perhaps you’ve never made the choice to live for the audience of One, Jesus.
By now, I trust you already know: nothing else truly satisfies. That restlessness in your heart? That quiet ache? It’s not random. It’s Him, calling you into deeper. Calling you to partner with Him to birth His realities in your life and in the lives of others.
It’s not a time to overthink or analyze.
It’s not a time to keep waiting until it feels “convenient.”
It’s time to say yes.
A real yes.
The kind of yes that grows roots.
Take a moment today, not to scroll, not to worry, not to perform, but to sit with the Word. Ask the Holy Spirit to expose every shallow root and deepen your hunger for truth.
Let this be more than another letter you read. Let it be a turning point.
“As you have therefore received Christ Jesus the Lord, so walk in Him, rooted and built up in Him and established in the faith…” Colossians 2:6–7
So this week, let your roots grow deeper.
Make room for stillness.
Let the Word dwell richly.
Guard your spirit.
Feed it.
Let Christ be the anchor that holds, not just when it’s convenient, but especially when it’s not.
With thoughts of kindness,
ABBA’s Shofar.
