I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
We can’t always tell
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Hi Friends, We pretend to be experts, you and I. We pretend to be vinedressers. We offer to Him what we are sure is treasure, and we sweep what looks to be rubbish under the rug. We take up the pruning sheers. We are a mess, and we know it. So we cut and we slice and we prune till we can stand back and feel pride, as though we have established some sense of order. But maybe we have not established order. Maybe we have merely cut off all that was growing. There’s one vinedresser, and He’s our Father in Heaven. Sometimes what looks unkempt, wild, and unruly is just what He’s about to make into something unbelievably fruitful. Sometimes when we feel like “too much”, He is just getting started in His artistry. Sometimes what we see as unspiritual or unnecessary is the very place He has planned to encounter us in unexpected ways. Sometimes the mess that we sweep under the rug hides a treasure of precious worth. A jewel He is eager to chisel and clean and polish and enjoy. Let’s stop sorting through our lives on our own, hiding this and drawing attention to that. Let’s offer Him the whole of who we are. Mess and all. Because we can’t always tell what is dust and what is gold. God, You know me better than I know myself. I’m choosing to lean into You today, to trust You even with the areas of my life that look like a mess. I offer all I am to You. Have Your way in me. — Anna |
Anna Blanc
I am a singer, songwriter, wife, mother, Jesus follower. I send out a 2-minute read every Tuesday about Jesus and life in God.
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