Recently i was teaching on the principle of sowing and reaping. The Bible (and nature) is pretty clear on this – we reap what we sow. You reap in kind what you have sown. You can’t sow apple seeds and expect to reap oranges. You can’t sow unrest and expect to reap peace and unity. You can’t sow in honour and reap anything but honour. Both in the good and in the bad, you’re going to reap what you sow. Pretty simple.
Got me thinking – it must mean that God reaps what He sows. And that then must mean really good news for us, because He has sown supernatural seed in the hearts of His followers. Incredible miraculous, life-giving, identity-transforming, power-infusing seed! And He reaps what He sows. Which means what God has sown in your life, He will see through to fruition. There’s nothing that He’s planted in you which will be wasted or come to nothing – His seed in you is good, and His work in you is trustworthy.
As you go about your day today, know this: what He’s started, He’ll complete in you. You don’t have to try really hard to be good, you don’t have to strive to keep the rules, He’s not relying on your strength or ability to perform, He knows His seed is what has the power to yield the fruit in us. We just get the privilege of leaning on Holy Spirit who loves to lead us into all truth – into the experience of true reality. He has sown in us wonderful new creation seed. Watch how it bears good fruit in His hands.
‘By day the LORD commands his steadfast love, and at night his song is with me’
Just a little thought today, because i can’t get these words out of my head this morning. Wonderful, strength-giving words from Psalm 42. Words that pour courage deep into me because i know whether in the day or night, whether in the brightest moments or darkest valleys, i am surrounded. Surrounded by His love, surrounded by His song.
I love the thought that in the night time God’s song is with me. His lullaby fills the atmosphere around me and chases away the hopelessness of the dark. There are songs that He reserves only for the night. Songs that bring peace in the midst of storms. Songs that bring comfort in heartache and strength for battle. Songs that ultimately speak of an unimaginably good Papa who’s got you in His hands.
As you read this – whether the sun is shining brightly over you, or even the moon is hidden on the darkest night – know this: He has committed Himself to loving you persistently and tenderly. There is not a moment where He hasn’t chosen to surround you and cover you. You are never alone and you’re never outnumbered. He’s got you.
I love the way God delights to use the least likely to reveal His glory. I can imagine Him in Heaven smiling to himself and choosing people for tasks that are much too big for them – knowing His grace is sufficient and His power will be most magnificently demonstrated in their weakness. It gives me hope and courage to step into all that God has invited me into – He’s got this, He’s just been kind enough to invite me along for the ride. I’m not the good choice, but I’m the grace choice – and that’s fine by me!
Beyond encouragement for myself, it provokes me to keep my eyes and ears open for unlikely sources of God’s glory in those I meet. If I’m an unlikely means of His goodness to others, surely others will be that to me? I wonder how often I have missed a means of God’s grace to me because I have rejected the packaging in which it’s come? I wonder how many unlikely vessels I’ve brushed aside because they don’t fit my ideas and expectations?
Here’s some food for thought: If you only stop for what meets your approval, you may be in danger of missing that which has true supernatural substance.
In the book ‘Beautiful One’, Anne Stock talks about the disguised nature of the Old Testament Tabernacle. The tabernacle was filled with all sorts of incredible earthly treasures and housed the very presence of God. But God in His wisdom commanded that its outer covering would be goats and rams skins (see Exodus 26). Any casual observer would see nothing special from the outside – just a large, brown tent. But oh if they only got close enough to really see, they would discover the treasure hidden within. A humble covering housed unimaginable beauty. I suspect God often takes pleasure in choosing unlikely coverings for spectacular content.
I want to be a woman who’s seeing with supernatural eyes. A woman who isn’t swayed by external packaging – neither unduly impressed, nor unfairly dismissive – but has trained her supernatural senses well to pick up on the slightest hint of glory wherever it may lie.
And I want to challenge you today: keep your supernatural eyes open. Who knows what treasure you may find?