The last few weeks I’ve been digging. It’s the season to plant bulbs for the spring, but I was not digging in that kind of dirt. Instead I was digging down deep into the dirt inside my own heart. Searching for truth. Re-evaluating my motives.
The dirt was watered with tears. A deluge of tears. Weeds of doubt and pride were removed. And I plowed and plowed and plowed removing any rocks or hard places that would threaten the roots of new life to go deeper into the soil.
I’ve got dirt under my fingernails, and I’m a little weary, but I’ve dug down deeper with the Lord. And with gentle love He’s simply called me to Himself and reminded me of my calling–which my friends, is your calling too. It just manifests itself through diferrent gifts and abilities.
His purpose.
Jesus.
That is why we do what we do. Eyes off us. Motives resolved toward Him.
Planted seeds and bulbs seem to lie dormant buried in the dirt. But at just the right time God calls them forth. A whole bunch of winter has to happen before the flowers are born.
Waiting. It’s something our society is not very good at doing.
Trusting. It’s something even harder when we are confused about what is our responsibility and what God will do. But we do have to prepare the soil. We then plant the bulb and wait. Life happens while we wait on the promise of spring.
An hour of waiting!
Yet there seems such need
To reach that spot sublime!
I long to reach them–but I long far more
To trust His time!
“Sit still my children”–
Yet the heathen die,
They perish while I stay!
I long to reach them–but I long far more
To trust His way!
It’s good to get,
It’s good to give!
Yet it is better still–
O’er breadth, through length, down depth, up height,
To trust His will!
(Streams in the Desert, F.M.N)
What do you need to plant into God’s soil and wait for Him to bloom?
Much love and grace,
andy
Delight yourself in the Lord, and He will give you the desires of your heart (Psalm 37:4).
