Sunday, May 26, 2013

Hiding Behind the Gate

 garden isn’t quite what I want it be just yet, but there’s potential just beyond the gate. All it needs is nurturing, time, water, sunlight…that special touch from the Creator.
Much like the blessings of a garden not yet awake, there are many gifts locked away in all of us just waiting to bloom and bring glory to God… but it takes effort, doesn’t it? It takes a stepping away from ourselves to step out in faith. Sometimes, we just don’t feel like putting forth the work it takes to “bloom,” to BE more, to DO more than what life already demands. So our gifts and our talents and our blessings to others remain locked away behind that gate. Their colors never seen or appreciated.
God’s glory never given.
“Now there are varieties of gifts, but the same Spirit; and there are varieties of service, but the same Lord; and there are varieties of activities, but it is the same God who empowers them all in everyone.”
1 Corinthians 12:4-6 (ESV)

I encourage you to step out today, my friend. God has designed you to bloom. Be firmly rooted in His presence, His Word and His power that they may be the support you need to grow and produce blessings abundant.

“All who are skilled among you are to come and make everything the Lord has commanded.” Exodus 35:10 (NIV)

You weren’t created to be unproductive and left to whither on the vine. Don't keep your potential locked away behind the gate - allow God to nurture His gifts in you and bloom today!

Wishing you 
Many Blessings,

Tuesday, May 21, 2013

Regular Deadheading

It’s been such an emotional couple of days for the folks in the path of the deadly Oklahoma tornado. The images and the stories are almost too much to comprehend.
Reluctantly, I pulled myself away from the television this afternoon and with a heavy heart, I ventured out to the back garden to water and to collect my thoughts. I opened the gate giving thanks for the very luxury of doing so; of going out to check on my special space with hose in hand and not knowing the kind of fear some of the poor parents are suffering tonight as search and rescue crews switch focus to recovery efforts instead. I shook my head once again and whispered another prayer.

I reached for the clippers off my potting bench and snipped a few roses and zinnias with blooms now past their prime. Also among them are lavender, foxgloves, viburnum, more roses, vines and anything else that “spoke” to me at my favorite nursery (smiles). I’ve planted pretty much all I can plant in my little garden – now and throughout the summer, it will be a constant game of watering, weeding, waiting, clipping, watering, weeding, waiting, clipping, etc. But I don’t mind. Tending my garden is what keeps me sparking on all 8 cylinders (LOL). It’s where the Lord meets me. It’s where my own thoughts rise above the chaos of the day to somehow make sense. I garden with sea gulls overhead and a little fat lizard that’s taken up residence beneath my erysimum shrub. It’s where little finches and sparrows dart in and out through the lavatera while blue jays and robins drink from my fountain and splash in the bird bath.
Perspective is gained in the simplest of moments, don’t you think?
This deadheading – the cutting away of that which is spent and of no value to the garden sort of mirrors how I hope to live my life. A rose that has turned brown and lost its petals is no longer God glorifying. That’s why we clip it off to allow the new buds to form. As gardeners, we don’t want to see a plant continue to give energy to branches full of dead flowers – we clip them off to promote new God-glorifying growth.

He cuts off every branch in me that bears no fruit, while every branch that does bear fruit he prunes so that it will be even more fruitful. (John 15:2 NIV)
Do you have some deadheading to do in your life? Are there “things,” relationships, activities, choices or attitudes that are far from God glorifying?
Yes, there is much to learn in the garden.

Be blessed, my friend,

Wednesday, May 15, 2013

Moved to Pray

It’s another situation,
Yet another conversation,
The need too great to handle alone,
And I’m moved to pray.
It’s one more soul,
Lost and desperately searching
But the struggle will always be,
And I’m moved to pray.
Another young life helpless,
Walking a tight rope between life and death,
Fighting for the very air I breathe so freely,
And I’m moved to pray.
Pray without ceasing ~ 1 Thess. 5:17
If I’m “moved” to pray, that insinuates that I’m not already doing so; that I’m someplace other than within hearing distance of my Jesus. It implies that I’ve moved out of range and that I need to return to what should come very naturally if we’re to reap the blessings God has in store for us all.
We’re to pray without ceasing, that life should be a continuing conversation with God, a constant giving of thanks and praise and falling at His feet.
Yes, life at the very feet of Him.
Life spent in His will.
Life with Him.
Life to the full.

Be blessed sweet friend,


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