{"id":2204,"date":"2026-09-09T16:29:52","date_gmt":"2026-09-09T16:29:52","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/?p=2204"},"modified":"2026-09-09T16:36:37","modified_gmt":"2026-09-09T16:36:37","slug":"to-grow-like-a-cedarrr","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/to-grow-like-a-cedarrr\/","title":{"rendered":"To Grow Like a Cedarrr"},"content":{"rendered":"\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">There is a psalm that promises the righteous will flourish like a palm and grow like a cedar of Lebanon. For years I read past it. Cedars, after all, are slow. They do not rush. They give themselves decades before they ever cast a real shadow, and somewhere along the way, that stopped sounding like a delay and started sounding like a promise.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">This little reflection first lived inside another book of mine, one I called <em>Broken Beads on My Moccasins<\/em>. I am giving it a new name now, <em>To Grow Like a Cedar<\/em>, and a new home under my own logo. Same roots. New rings.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><strong>The years that look like waiting<\/strong><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">When God called me back to school in my mid-forties, I did not feel like a cedar. I felt late. But the tree does not apologize for its age; it simply keeps reaching, quietly, toward the light. Every season that looked like waiting was, in fact, a season of roots.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading has-text-align-center\"><em>The tree does not apologize for its age. It simply keeps reaching toward the light<\/em><\/h2>\n\n\n\n<p class=\"wp-block-paragraph\">Paper Halo was thirty years in the making. To Grow Like a Cedar is older still. And yet I have never once believed either was late. On the contrary \u2014 I believe this is the timing they were always meant for.<\/p>\n\n\n\n<h2 class=\"wp-block-heading\"><em>\u2014 Kerin<\/em><\/h2>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"<p>There is a psalm that promises the righteous will flourish like a palm and grow like a cedar of Lebanon. For years I read past it. Cedars, after all, are slow. They do not rush. They give themselves decades before they ever cast a real shadow, and somewhere along the way, that stopped sounding like [&hellip;]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":1756,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[28],"tags":[],"class_list":["post-2204","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-faith"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2204","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=2204"}],"version-history":[{"count":2,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2204\/revisions"}],"predecessor-version":[{"id":2207,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/2204\/revisions\/2207"}],"wp:featuredmedia":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media\/1756"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=2204"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=2204"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/authordemos.com\/demo\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=2204"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}