|A Mother Reads A True Story|
The Lord pulled me to the parable from Luke 13: 6-9. This scripture portion is about Jesus telling the story of the tree and the farmer who asked his workers to cut it down because it was not producing fruit. His gardener requested, “Please give the tree another year. I’ll dig around it, fertilize it, and maybe it will produce next year; if it doesn't, then chop it down.”
During this past year, I have followed and read after several well known bloggers. Some have written books, newspaper columns, and devotionals that knock your socks off. Yet underlying I have also noticed at times a hint of fear, thinking they are not good enough, and genuine doubt that they are even making a difference. This might include all of us!!
Perhaps at times we all feel discouraged, and we wonder if we are like that tree that is being given another chance to revive, to pick up and begin again to reach out in our ministry with faith and fervor. Might I be so bold to say, to come alive with a renewed Spirit Filled Anointing that will actually make a difference in the lives we touch.
May we continually be reminded that each of us is unique? We are all different with our varied writing and ministry skills, but that is what causes each of us to be distinct and only one of a kind special in God’s eyes.
The Bible story of this tree does not tell us what happened at the end of the year, but I can only surmise that at the finish of the year that all that pruning, digging, compost, and nourishment was able to cause that tree to produce much fruit.
Each day we are resting on the doorstep of – a new beginning.
Let us determine to keep our thoughts full of faith, positive, and forward - - To expect, and to anticipate miracles. May we use our imagination to envision fertile ground, and an abundant harvest ahead!
At this time I am asking our Lord God to dig deep into each of us, to stir us up, douse us with the fire of the Holy Spirit and sprinkle us with some of His “Miracle Grow,” that we may all produce much fruit - - Each after our own kind.