Today a verse about "righteous oaks" was referenced several times during our morning service. I have a view of several oak trees from my sunporch where I often sit when it's a bit warmer. These oaks are still stubbornly clinging to some of their browned and withered leaves. I discovered somewhere that this means the trees are not yet mature oaks. I wondered about this... these trees that are doing what they were created to do at this particular time in the story that God is writing. He doesn't ever seemed rushed about the timing of things... all things have a season as Ecclesiastes reminds us... so here I am in a certain season of my life... wondering at what it looks like for me to be a mature oak and even wondering if that is what I should be wondering... maybe I should just BE where I am and rest in His timing and whatever it is He is up to and doing on His timetable.... I long to be able to trust.
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