I posted my thoughts about the Parable of the Sower on Saturday... on Sunday, at Fore Runner Christian Fellowship, much of the worship sang; bring Your rain, don't shut up the Heavens, bring Your rain! Part of the message talked about our hearts needing to be fertile to accept God's guidance. God is so coincidental!
On Monday, my daughter Tabitha, living in Trinidad with her husband Paul, told me this; they were on a children's ministry outreach over the weekend that centered around... you guessed it! The Parable of the Sower!
The Spirit of God moves, ever since Creation. He broods over the earth, watching over us. Feeding the helpless Sparrow, adorning the amber waves of grain. Longing to fellowship with us. He doesn't "need" us... He desires us! He doesn't force our love, He designs it! He doesn't do our bidding, He descends to us.
For He "is our refuge and strength, a very present help in trouble." Therefore we will not fear, though the earth be removed, and though the mountains be carried into the midst of the sea; though it's waters roar and be troubled, though the mountains shake with it's swelling. There is a river whose streams shall make glad the City of God...
The Lord of hosts is with us; the God of Jacob is our refuge." Psalm 46 1-4, 7
Tuesday, April 27, 2010
Saturday, April 24, 2010
The Parable of the Sower
As I sit and watch the rain coming down on a cool rainy April day, I imagine the work being done by each rain drop. Not only is the rain watering the soil, but it is patting it down, pounding it into a fertile membrane that will soon bring forth new life.
"Let us know, let us press on to know the Lord. His going forth is certain as the dawn. And He will come unto us, like the rain. Like the spring rain watering the earth." Hosea 6:3
My soul is a plantation that God is overseeing ever since I trusted in Him! My heart is an open field, waiting to be harrowed, and then broken by the disc. I long for the fertilization of the soil of my heart! Plow deep furrows, oh Lord! Plant your Word deep in the soil of my heart! Bring me New Life, oh God!
For without these steps, my heart lies fallow, lifeless, and infertile. Incapable of sustaining Life! Incapable of rendering any good thing to my Lord, my wife, my children, my world.
In "The Parable of the Sower" in Matthew 6:3-9, Jesus shows me the many changing conditions of the soil in my heart. I may be fertile one day, receiving His care and cultivation, and the next day or hour really, I may be hard as clay! Even if I'm hearing the Word, the compacted fallow ground will not receive it and will not yield a harvest!
Lord help me to accept Your rain... help me accept Your Reign!
"Let us know, let us press on to know the Lord. His going forth is certain as the dawn. And He will come unto us, like the rain. Like the spring rain watering the earth." Hosea 6:3
My soul is a plantation that God is overseeing ever since I trusted in Him! My heart is an open field, waiting to be harrowed, and then broken by the disc. I long for the fertilization of the soil of my heart! Plow deep furrows, oh Lord! Plant your Word deep in the soil of my heart! Bring me New Life, oh God!
For without these steps, my heart lies fallow, lifeless, and infertile. Incapable of sustaining Life! Incapable of rendering any good thing to my Lord, my wife, my children, my world.
In "The Parable of the Sower" in Matthew 6:3-9, Jesus shows me the many changing conditions of the soil in my heart. I may be fertile one day, receiving His care and cultivation, and the next day or hour really, I may be hard as clay! Even if I'm hearing the Word, the compacted fallow ground will not receive it and will not yield a harvest!
Lord help me to accept Your rain... help me accept Your Reign!
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