I'm amazed that roots, buried deep in the darkness, can produce such vibrant color. That deep red paints everything: my fingers, the counter tops, and the kitchen sink. This winter kitchen has bright red flair! One would never know, just by looking at those old roots, what a beet can do.
No other vegetable has such color. I learn that, at first, the leaves were the only parts of a beet considered edible. The roots, tossed aside and wasted, weren't enjoyed as they are today.
But now we know differently. The beet root, beautiful and vibrant, nourishes.
The parts of us we toss aside--viewed as waste--or bury deep await God's use: beautiful, vibrant, nourishing to others.
Journal: What skills do I toss aside, thinking they have no use?