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Grafted In My Grandparents were Oaks of Righteousness. They had their roots planted deep into God's word. The children and grandchildren that followed didn't always stay true to that. The generations that followed planted their roots in the shifting sands of the desires of the heart. To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion, to give unto them beauty for ashes, the oil of joy for mourning, the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness; that they might be called trees of righteousness, the planting of the Lord, that he might be glorified. Isaiah 61:3 – KJV   The Jacob Branch of my bloodline was grafted into the Righteous branch. “If a man abide not in me, he is cast forth as a branch, and is withered; and men gather them, and cast them into the fire, and they are burned.” John 15:6 – KJV       Bloodlines My birth family is similar to the two sticks. One side of my family was like Jacob. They were obedient and faithful to God’s word.  The other side of family was like Esau. They did what they wanted to