Therefore, by their fruit you will know them, Matthew 7:20
My daughter Briana, 14 and I were admiring the leaves from the patio. She knows my love of nature and quickly noted, “The leaves are changing, Mommy!” I shared in her excited and noticed just how many leaves were on the ground after Hurricane Irene.
I asked her what her favorite season was. I found her answer quite interesting. “I don’t like that question because I don’t have a favorite. I like the transitions between the seasons.” Wow, what a wonderful observation.
As I am witnessing the transition to fall, there are many green leaves on the tress. Yet acorns are falling on the patio and the tips of some leaves are turning different colors. It’s a magical time. Soon it would be cooler and time to harvest apples and pumpkins. I am looking forward to the North Carolina Mountains displaying the changing of the leaves.
But while I acknowledge what is happening in nature, the same holds true for my life. I know I am in some sort of transition. I have prayed without ceasing over the past 2-3 years. My thirst for the Word took me to new spiritual heights and I experienced the Lord in a way I hadn’t before.
I realized there were some relationships in my life that had to die. They were stressful. They were producing no good fruit. And they were sapping me of energy. Now the Lord is transitioning me to a place of peace.
I have learned my gifts belong to the Lord. So, that in all that I do, I will acknowledge the Lord. And as a result, there are gifts that I buried years ago, that the Lord had resurfaced. I can’t even keep up with the overflow of blessings!
In my season of transition, I am recognizing God’s presence and waiting to hear from Him. This new life is so foreign to me. The possibilities of the summer are slowly diminishing. I am walking into and claiming a season of harvest.
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