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LORD shall guide thee continually, and satisfy thy soul in
drought, and make fat thy bones: and thou shalt be like a
watered garden, and like a spring of water, whose waters fail
not. Isa 58:11
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For as the earth bringeth forth her
bud, and as the garden causeth the things that are sown in
it to spring forth; so the Lord GOD will cause
righteousness and praise to spring forth before all the
nations.Isa 61:11

Commitment
Love, let us walk down life's path
together,
Hand in hand,
Until the morning breaks,
and we awake in endless day.
Or should one precede the other,
We shall meet again in heaven's
fairer land!
This is the sweet assurance of those
who in Christ abide.


Memories like sweet
flowers bloom again in the garden of my
thoughts.
Once my husband,
Bob, and I had gorgeous hibiscus flowers growing in our
front yard.
But we neglected an essential task -- pruning
them. As a result they straggled all over the place.
Then one day to my horror, neighbor boys
started attacking my prized hisibcus plants! They broke
off branches to use as swords when I wasn't
watching. After they were through, trash and broken foliage
littered the lawn in front of my condominium.
Sadly I concluded the hibiscus bushes
were doomed because broken sticks shorn of their leaves ruined
the former beauty of the front yard. Gapping tunnels under the
bushes invited more destruction.
But one morning a breathtaking sight greeted
me. A huge bouquet of red hibscus flowers cascaded down from
high up in my magnolia tree. The bountiful crop of
larger-than-ever blooms proclaimed they had flourished not in
spite of mistreatment, but becaue of the "abuse."
A Scripture passage jumps out at me. "I am
the true vine, and my Father is the gardener. 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 15:1-2).
While breaking off branches to use
as swords the boys actually energized my hibiscus
plants! The bushes desperately needed pruning, but I had
neglected doing that job. Since I am so fond of these
bushes, I would have never been so ruthless in stripping
them of branches and foliage.
But the boys effectively did the job
even though they didn't intend to do so.
Here's a great parable of the Christian life.
Just as plants need pruning to reach their full potential,
so God needs to prune His children's lives so the fruit of
His Spirit can grow.
God definitely will snip the lives of
believers so that maximum fruit can be produced. Sparing us
from this painful process is not helpful. God loves us so much
that He will prune us even if it does hurt and even if it seems
He is harming us. But we are not in a position to judge what
God is doing. After all, He is God and we are not!
True faith does not demand an explanation
from God. We may ask, but He does not have to tell
us. Those who are truly saved will know as we are
known someday soon. In the meantime, our part is to walk by
faith.
Just as I thought my bushes were ruined when
they were actually being rejuvenated, so God uses cutting
experiences to make our lives more fruitful.
Our temporary happiness or comfort is not the
point. Happiness depends on happenings. Through Christ we may
always be overflowing with deep and lasting joy -- which is
independent of circumstances. That too is a fruit of His
Spirit.
To be fruitful in Christ I need to rest in
Him, trusting Him to bear the fruit through me.
So anticipate the divine Gardener's handwork
-- a life exploding with dazzling flowers recreated by diving
pruning shears!

Sold
Trumpets in My
Garden
Hibiscus flowers bloom crimson
and yellow,
Billowy trumpets proclaim their Creator's
work.
They remind me not to strain and strive,
But to rest in Him from Whom all beauty flows.
So effortless their loveliness appears;
So persistent their blossoms renew.
Silent witnesses of God's touch.
They seem to whisper low:
"If He cares for us,
how much more does He watch over you?"
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