Petals Of Promise: The Branch

tumblr_lr9h4t9tgr1qhhm8co1_400Dedicated to Hope, swing on the branch while he tickles your toes

The Branch

You give me reason to dream.

In the warmth of your cloistered garden, I listen for the sound of your footsteps.

I am tethered to your trunk, the one true vine whose wood is better than any tree in the forest.

It is your father, my gardener, who prunes back last year’s cane growth for new buds to form.

You keep watch over me from heaven.

It is His vision of my shape in your kingdom come.

My barren branch spurs with your love.

Thirsty for your water, I can become like a wild branch whose leaves wither and produce no fruit.  My roots reach into the dampened darkness in search of your love.  My branches turn toward your light and my boughs support healthy clusters of leaves.  At your feet, the heavens grace my leaves with glistening dew.  At your command, the winds direct the eagle to soar and rest it’s wings of power upon my fragile branch.

Apart from you I bear no worth. I am the branch that remains in you. This year’s growth will yield delicate blossoms in light of Your time.  Eternally linked to you, I produce clusters of goodness.  Good soil and abundant water produce in me sweet, delicate fruit. I am created with the desire to live under the shade of your provision. You give joy and purpose to my life.  You are planning a celebration that will quench all who thirst for the full measure of your love.  Your own lips await the cup of your promise.

I will feast with you on the tender grapes and aged wine of your righteousness.

You give me reason to dream.

Genesis 40:9, Genesis 49:11, ,John 15:1, Ezekiel 15:2, Psalm 80:16, Isaiah 24:7, Jeremiah 2:21,Ezekiel 17:6,Zechariah 8:12, Ezekiel 17:7, John 15:5, John 15:4, Genesis 40:10, Ezekiel 17:8, ,Jonah 4:6, Psalm 104:15, Romans 15:29, Matthew 26:29
Inspired in “Tea Time” Prayer Group

Sunday’s Showcase of Truth April 27, 2014

Dedicated to Mother to Mother and it’s leader’s: Adria, Leigh and Courtney

and the initial moms.com and their leader, Beverly

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This just about melted me to the core. Thinking about my own four babies and how my love for them just about split my heart wide-open. Open to every good and evil that would brush past them or pierce their precious gifted beings!

I was anxious with my first baby to do everything right. Once I let that fierce fire of flame settle into my heart, its burned more brightly every day since their four births.

We have a great program at our church that ministers to young moms, gets them into The Word and in fellowship with each other during this needy phase of mothering. It blesses moms, children and families with maturity in faith that not only advances our Lord’s Kingdom but also grows women of insight and depth. I’ve had the privilege to know some of these young women. They are delightful!

So I encourage young moms: find a Bible study/start one. . .find a mentor or mentors program in your church!!! GROW. . .GROW. . .GROW!!! It will enrich your life and the strength of your marriage in ways you can’t begin to imagine.

1 Corinthians 13:13

 

Faith, Hope and Love: What Reflection is Mirrored?

 

Blog Tree:Faith, Hope and Love

1 Corinthians

12 For now we see in a mirror dimly, but then face to face; now I know in part, but then I will know fully just as I also have been fully known.

13 But now  faith hope love, abide these three; but the greatest of these is love.

We are not meant to use the mirror to see who we are. . .but everyday we do.

Just how aware are you that you see in a mirror dimly?  Hot steamed mirror from the shower and everything looks distorted. Night comes and the mirror reflects darkened/shadowed images. A broken/shattered mirror reveals only shards of reflection.  We are created to look face to face, into the eyes of Jesus to be fully known. My mirrored reflection. . .It changes daily. (The Truth is, so does yours, but I cannot deny my changes because there is no where to hide.) When I look in the mirror what am I seeing?

A Faith distorted by disbelief.

A Hope darkened by medical “reality.”

A Love shattered in nightmares.

Joy and Happies to you too. 😉  (I’m learning to laugh at myself in my humanity!) These are my dim images, that do not reflect who, where or the whys of me. And this is about all of us. Not just my circumstance but yours. How is your faith distorted? What hope is struggling to survive right now in your life? When was your last nightmare so poignant you woke up to a love shaken by it’s images?

I look hard face on into the mirror of my moment for a Faith that will see me through. . .I look from the side into the mirror of my moment as I slip past for a Hope that will carry me. . .And I turn my head from the mirror of my moment because I reject the Love I see.

For the Christian, our mirrored reflections are layered and integrated with Faith, Hope and Love that create a divine mosaic dimly viewed through what we think reality is. . .

If we look only for Faith because that is where we believe our need resides, we miss Hope and Love. If we look only for Hope because that is what we think our need cries out for, we miss Faith and Love. Love becomes distorted if we are focusing on Faith or Hope. If we look for Love reflected, Faith and Hope are unveiled in our vision.

We make these discoveries through our mistaken identities. I made mine this weekend, as I realized in my mirrored moment, I was looking only for Hope. It was all I wanted to see. Yes, I denied God’s Truth to fit my broken emotional reflection. I almost let Love dim in looking so desperately for Hope. I was missing the reflection of my identity in Christ.

Face to Face with my Jesus, speaks Love and then Hope and Faith take their place in the reflection of my identity. It’s still a dim reflection. We cannot see the glory of Who He is in each of us.  Yet~

I’ve lived the best of my life, when I put on Love first. Love as I have known it is daily slipping from my hands. . . .I cannot stand to honor and greet with my hug (that pressed in with prayer). . .I cannot step into the threshold of someone’s life with a hot meal. . .I cannot speak encouragement in my voice (although I can still hear my voice in my head). . .I cannot tie a bow and tighten it with a press of prayer. . .I cannot worship with the same lift that had me jumping with joy. . .(tears). I hate this. I found great Joy in the Kingdom Play of who my Love was. . .I hate, hate, hate this. 😦

Redemption comes. . . God comes. . .A deeper press into Love comes cheek to cheek, I can plan love through a meal and other hands provide, I can encourage with a text/post/hold of hand, I can voice prayer in my heart in your presence, and I can worship soaking His Chest with tears of life, my head nestled close enough to feel His Heart beat louder than my loss. Faith and Hope are giving new depth as Love redefines it’s reflection.

Love is the greatest of them all.

If we chose to live out of and into Love, Hope and Faith will strengthen the branches of our tree of life, shading the Garden of Eden we can only dimly see.

My Love still has shade to give! Honestly, I believe that my branch of Love, now grows over the Garden Wall:

Into His Divine Garden of life where bluebirds nest, leaves unfurl to His Son, and a child swings high into the heavens.

What about your Love? Let Love reflect through you and watch Faith and Hope grow.