a missional prayer

Lord, make me an instrument of your peace. Where there is hatred, let me sow love; where there is injury, pardon; where there is doubt, faith; where
there is despair, hope; where there is darkness, light; and where there is
sadness, joy.

St. Francis of Assisi

THE MISSION AND THE JOURNEY

















Friday, November 20, 2009

Jesus and fig tree's

I want to back track a second with more of my personal devotions that I had forgotten to publish recently. It’s taken from Mark 13:28-31 where Jesus explains the fig tree illustration.

I flesh this out from my own personal brokenness.

Jesus says that when the branches of the fig tree become tender, and begins to put out its leaves, you know summer is near. That is, though impervious, yet in the ordained time, as God has predetermined, the hardness of the branches soften, their leaves begin to grow, and figs soon spring forth, naturally.

How seemingly unfruitful our lives must become in this process of sanctifying hardness, when in moments like these, everything becomes dark, lonely and without purpose? Here in the depths of obscurity, is the opportune time provided for the devil, to launch his arrows and try to sift our faith through our weakness.

This is where faith gets tested. But for the elect’s sake (even) these days shall be shortened. For God knows how much we can handle. (1 Corinthians 10:13)

Soon, the barren tree’s circumstances begin to shift. The arms having become stiff by the drought of silent abandonment begin to soften, hands loosened in submission and obedience, and fruit springs forth super-naturally…

If in everything there is a season, ( eccles 3:1) then sink your roots deep into your dormancy, searching for the Living Water that sustains the inner-man. Trust also in Him, and He will bring it to pass. (ps 37:6-7)

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