I found myself face to face with God’s sovereignty. Three years ago, after a journey that involved miscarriage, devastation, and the bleak understanding that control was not mine to have, I started to let go.
You would think that, in those circumstances, the stark reality of my own lack of control would find me further in the pits. But that isn’t what I found at all.
It was a Sunday morning at church, with a tear streamed face, that I felt God say, “I am more powerful than science. Trust me.” In that moment I finally felt freedom to surrender my worry-filled anxiety and desire to control. And, in return, I found hope. I found unfathomable love. And I found unexplainable peace.
Pruning is a difficult thing. Cutting off limbs and buds, many times that may appear healthy to the outsider, but the gardner knows that what is better is yet to come. By removing this limb or bud, we can grow this tiny plant into a beautiful garden some day. But only if it remains tended by the gardener.
Abide in me, and I in you. As the branch cannot bear fruit by itself, unless it abides in the vine, neither can you, unless you abide in me. I am the vine; you are the branches. Whoever abides in me and I in him, he it is that bears much fruit, for apart from me you can do nothing. John 15:4-5
It is so hard to trust that God knows and wants what is best for us. It goes against our nature, which wants to cling to self instead of give your life. But although we are saved by grace, Christ desires that we experience the joy and abundance of the fruit that requires pruning.
More surrendering and letting go.
Choosing prayer over worry. And finally finding peace.
Letting go of an addictive behavior. And experiencing the love of a Savior that covers all.
Giving up your mornings so that His word is the first thing on your mind. And realizing that your patience has just quadrupled.
Confessing that sin that has been hidden deep for years. And experiencing the joy that is found in grace and forgiveness.
The Spirit works in us to make us more like Christ. Even in the moments when we become painfully aware of our fallenness, God’s goodness and grace shines through the pruning. In my stubbornness, my actions have said time and time again that I don’t want to be more Christ-like. Not if it meant doing this or that difficult thing. Not if it meant letting go of my worry habit. Or reconciling with that person. Or cutting out that TV show. Or moving to that part of the city.
But God doesn’t give us peace for our worry.
He gives us peace for our now.
And when we are obedient in the pruning, continuing to give Him our entire life, the minor details and the life-altering moments, the fruit we experience is plentiful! He offers His goodness in the midst of trial. His joy in the midst of suffering. This is what allows us to come alive. To find life, eternally and at it’s fullest in Him.
The God who created all is more powerful than science. Despite what this world may tell us. Even the deserts cannot help but to blossom and bloom in all His glory, when the day comes. And on a daily basis he invites us to participate in a tiny taste of what Heaven on earth will be like when he offers His fruit in turn for our faith and devotion.
The desert and the parched land will be glad;
the wilderness will rejoice and blossom.
Like the crocus, it will burst into bloom;
it will rejoice greatly and shout for joy.
What part of your life do you need to hand over to the Good Gardner?
How have you experienced fruit and life as a result of pruning?
Hi, I’m Lindsy. My days are filled with cloth diapers, children’s books, choo-choo trains, legos, and loads of cuddles with my two baby boys. Among the things I love most are reading, folky rock music, chai tea, Michigan fall, brand new babies, and filling myself with God’s Word. (Not quite in that order.) I’ve been a writer for as long as I can remember. My first journal began when I was 8 years old, and I’ve had a blog before blogging was cool. Xanga, LiveJournal. Ya know. But now you can find me over atwww.spaceforjoy.com where I seek to share life and encourage other Mama’s who are in the trenches with me.
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