The moving nights seem to be part of my new phase of life. For the second time this night I'm sitting at the computer. The first time before midnight to complete my entry on Sunday. The second time now at a quarter past two. Since God neither slumbers nor sleeps, He apparently does a lot for me.     On my knees before God, the word "root" comes to my mind. The root bears me, not I the root. Could that mean I have to go the opposite way apostle Peter had to go? In a vision, God put…