Like many other Americans, our
genealogical appetite was whetted as
we viewed the television version of
Alex Haley's epic ancestral odyssey.
We stated to trace our line back and
got as far as our grandfather and
suddenly found ourselves to be over
our heads in water in a deep rut. (The
Atlantic Ocean to be exact, since our
grandfather came over here from Wales.)
So we decided it might be easier if we wrote
on a subject much closer to home...OUR Ruts.
Like our ancestral linage, our ruts go back many
years. And while we may occasionally venture
into a new groove as we plow along, those old
ditches we dug so long ago still have a tremendous
gravitational pull on our souls.
Not all ruts are bad. In fact, they're probably many
more good grooves in our lives than bad ones.
It's just that the bad ones are often publicized and
glamorized more. Often, they are more painful, too.
Now faith, hope, love patience, kindness, gentleness...
these are just a few of the better ruts we now seek to
cultivate for our posterity. For, it is difficult to sow good
fruit without good ruts.