Here we see the end of the blooming season for my incredibly prolific Morning Glory Vines. All season long we waited for the blooms. We had amazing amounts of foliage, but no blooms for months. Then, in early August the blooms started coming in, some pink, most blue. Just fantastically huge and glorious blooms emerged, about the size of my hand. But the blooming season is over as the last leaves let go and glide to the ground here now in early November. The first freeze has blackened most of the leaves and bitten the delicate buds with frost. But I awoke this morning to this lone bloom, opening it’s beauty one last time, as if to give me hope to hold on to as Winter’s Ugly Chill looms on the Horizon. Ice, Snow, cold, not three of my favorite things, but these Winter Seasons are so necessary in the Natural world, and in our own lives as well.
There are Paths in our lives that we must trod alone. No one can walk them with us, not really. Because they are paths to maturity, growing up in Jesus. Since all of us have different areas of immaturity, our paths may meet up for a time and overlap, but then our roads come to a bend or twist that we must travel alone. And yet we are never alone, for Our Lord walks with us, Our Lord is our Fellow Traveler, Our Ever watchful Guide, and our Closest Companion.
9 But you are a chosen race, a royal priesthood, a holy nation, a people for God’s own possession, so that you may proclaim the excellencies of Him who has called you out of darkness into His marvelous light; 10 for you once were not a people, but now you are the people of God; you had not received mercy, but now you have received mercy. (1 Peter 2)
A people called out of Darkness into His Marvelous Light, that is a precious and wondrous truth to ponder. O, How deep the Darkness can be, and sometimes we don’t even realize we are in it. I was just at a gathering of people, most of whom do not know Jesus yet. I was cut to the core by the emptiness of the whole thing. I have taken for granted just how rich a heritage I have now, as a Follower of Jesus, as a Believer in the Lord. What an Awesome privilege to walk with Him, both together as the Body, or alone on paths of maturity that only He and I walk alone.
17 Honor all people, love the brotherhood, fear God, honor the king…..21 For you have been called for this purpose, since Christ also suffered for you, leaving you an example for you to follow in His steps, 22 who committed no sin, nor was any deceit found in His mouth; 23 and while being reviled, He did not revile in return; while suffering, He uttered no threats, but kept entrusting Himself to Him who judges righteously; 24 and He Himself bore our sins in His body on the cross, so that we might die to sin and live to righteousness; for by His wounds you were healed. 25 For you were continually straying like sheep, but now you have returned to the Shepherd and Guardian of your souls.(1Peter 2)
Perhaps suffering is our loneliest road. God allows us to walk these roads alone with Him, and when we do, we come to trust Him implicitly, wholeheartedly, completely. I am traveling a road right now in my life, that is a Winter Season for me. But I too, like my lone Morning Glory, shall emerge from this path of Winter, stronger, with greater branches that reach farther, and deeper roots that find water. I will have more blooms because of walking these paths of Winter, these Desert Places with God alone. Perhaps you have these places to walk too, do not fear. If you ask God to, He will accompany you on the journey and grow you into the person He always intended you to be. For before the foundations of the World, God knew you, God loved You and He is calling you to Himself. Join Him on this journey, it will be your Greatest Choice, Your Magnum Opus, and You will become His Masterpiece, His Own. Have a Blessed day. I will leave you with a Poem I wrote about lonely times in our lives.
By: carole l. haines
Lying in the desert, sheltered in the heat
Waiting for the Breath of God to breathe life into me
Treasures of the darkness, Hidden from the light
Teaching me to walk by faith forsaking human sight
At the surface I seem dormant, to some I might seem dead
But God is doing hidden things within my life instead
Desert blooms, so rarely seen, so precious to behold
Desert blooms will soon come forth as has been foretold
Here I am so thirsty Lord, Here I wait so worn
I’m weary of this desert sand and I await Your storm
I yearn for Living Water, to satisfy my drink
And I await Your Breakthrough, Lord…standing on the brink
As the rain and snow come down watering the earth
God’s Words reach into this sand, causing sudden birth
Hidden from the naked eye, carefully I’m molded
Held within my Master’s Hand, precious and enfolded
At the surface I seem lifeless, like a leafless tree
But God is doing Hidden things deep inside of me
Desert blooms are colorful and more precious for the wait
My life is hidden in Jesus Christ, and He will not forsake
Jesus, only You can bring relief, You are my strong right hand
Lift my head and make me flourish in these desert sands
Shallow once, my roots spread out into a fertile soil
But now my roots are searching deep, for Your wine and Healing oil