"it isn't a matter of courage...
she's just waiting for spring...."
-kylie johnson
as we wait, roots grow deep and the buds of life and love begin to pierce through past the darkness, hungry for light.
transformation takes time, it is more gradual than we like to think in our fast-paced world. we want comfort, quick fix, a verse or a formula to make it all better and the fruit appear. but no matter how we try and deceive ourselves, our formulas just don't cut it... growth, more often than not, doesn't happen in a blink, and it isn't forced...it happens naturally over time, in time, as we walk about and talk and live and eat and sleep...
a tree does a lot of growing when and where you're not looking; its roots delve down and we do not see, often buds are forming and we hardly turn our gaze until one day we step outside and find that tree which seemed dead just yesterday is now ablaze with blooms. so it is in the hearts of our brothers, and our own as well. outwardly, all may look like death. but the Spirit may be working his secret mysterious inward pruning and cultivating over time and how little we may see until the flowers bloom. thankfully to bring trees about, you and i do very little work, outwardly we may prune and weed and till but none of these make the tree grow, we just make room for it to grow.
they would not bloom were it not for that quiet work within which nobody sees and nobody.
knows. so that all glory may be God's, not to our power, our formula, our verse, or our argument.
so we love patiently, and pray hopefully and wait on the Lord to do His good and perfect work.
I planted, Apollos watered, but God gave the growth. So neither he who plants nor he who waters is anything, but only God who gives the growth. He who plants and he who waters are one, and each will receive his wages according to his labor. For we are God's fellow workers. You are God's field, God's building.
Let patience have it's perfect work that you may be perfect and complete, lacking nothing...
