I feel compelled to tell you this right now. I was just in the middle of planting flowers in my favorite flower bed in the backyard (the blue one – there are only blue flowers in it and it makes me immeasurably happy to gaze out the window and see them) and I couldn’t not come here and write down the picture the Lord was putting in my heart.
Imagine, if you will, that you are dirt. Not a “dirt bag” or a dirty person, just that you are dirt, dust, the very thing God created you out of. Imagine that your pride and ego are not tied up in this illustration and just pretend that you are a big patch of dirt.
Are you there? Ok. Now imagine that things start happening in your life and you can’t make heads or tails of any of it, but things are being taken away – abruptly, roughly, or slowly pecked away at. You are sad, angry, devastated, befuddled, whatever have you, but you feel wanting, empty, like there’s a hole in your life. It’s impossible to see the bigger picture, to understand what is going on in the grand scheme of things because -remember! – you are dirt.
But the hope in the devastation and the emptiness and confusion is that God is the gardener. He sees everything in the lay of the land. He even sees your little patch of dirt. And what you don’t know, but what God can see in his infinite wisdom is that the plant that is currently sitting in your soil is dying, or it’s dead. But you, in your finite wisdom as dirt can’t see that what’s so deeply rooted in your life is suffocating you, stunting growth and keeping you from producing unimaginable fruit.
So all that you can feel and see is that God is uprooting things in your life. It’s painful, you’re angry and you think rightfully so. But the beauty of what’s happening is that God is conditioning you as dirt to receive something even greater. He’s removing the old and preparing to do a new work in you. He adds fertilizer, maybe some fresh dirt and he restores your dying patch of dirt into something far more beautiful. And He says, “trust me,” but all you can remember is the pain of the digging that was necessary to create the hole that allows the fertilizer to be dumped in so that you can support new life. He gives you new life. So don’t miss it. Don’t wallow in the pain and misery because you feel like God is picking on you. Relish in the knowledge that he loves you and is preparing to do greater works than the weeds you’ve allowed to grow in your soul. Delight in the fact that your dandelions are going to be replaced with prize-winning flowers. And the sweet aroma of the spirit living in you and producing new blooms will draw in others and you can tell them of the work God did in you. Because they will see. They will notice that the prickly weeds of your soul are gone and in their place is the most wonderfully pleasing, appealing aroma.
This must be why everything in me aches to garden lately. He’s showing me a bigger picture and giving me an illustration of what he’s done and is doing in my life. I understand pictures and abstract things and my Father knows that about me and gives me these desires so that he can teach me. I’m so giddy with all of the flowers blooming everywhere right now I could explode into a million happy, laughing pieces! I literally squealed in delight while I was driving after lunch because it is just so gorgeous outside today.
Praise Him, from whom all blessings flow;
Praise Him, all creatures here below;
Praise Him above, ye heavenly host;
Praise Father, Son, and Holy Ghost.