The following is a guest post by Melissa K. Norris. Melissa is a Christian fiction writer who just came out with a new book entitled Pioneering Today – her first non-fiction work. Click on the link and check out her special promotion that expires October 31st. The following post has been excerpted from her new book.
“There is a time for everything, and a season for every activity under heaven.” (NIV) Ecclesiastes 3:1
Many scriptures and parables in the Bible talk about seasons and gardening. There is the parable of the mustard seed, the fig tree, the weeds, and numerous other verses that have to do with crops, harvesting, and growing things.
During Jesus’s time on earth, he used parables that were relatable to the time and people. Stories and analogies that were common and familiar to them.
But I think there was another reason Jesus used these examples. A reason in our fast paced technologically filled world, we are sadly missing.
I believe that when we are still, away from the hustle and bustle of technology, we can feel God’s presence. It is stronger when there is no static or interference from man-made noise.
I don’t feel it’s coincidence I feel closer to God while gardening. The creator of all life, the I Am, who could have chosen any place or environment in this world to house Adam and Eve, placed them in a garden.
He came down from heaven every night, in the cool of the evening, to walk and visit with two people whom He loved. Just as He loves you and me, He still comes down from heaven to walk with me in my garden.
When was the last time you were surrounded by silence?
I don’t mean the television off, radio down, phone on vibrate. I mean true silence.
Often, I turn off these devices while reading my Bible and working on my books, but there is a deeper silence.
Six months ago, our power went out. Living in the foothills of the Cascade Mountains, this isn’t highly unusual. It’s annoying, but not uncommon in the stormy months.
But when the power went off, so did all the background noise I’d become used to. No hum of the refrigerator, no back-up fan on my computer. Complete silence.
And I heard God’s whisper, “Now can you hear Me?”
We grow a large vegetable garden. I’ve never faced a spring, even from childhood, that hasn’t been filled with readying the soil for seeds and planting. And yet, after thirty-one years, every time I step foot into the garden, I’m reminded of God. Countless times I’ve plucked weeds from the soil and He reminds me of the spiritual weeds I need to pull from my life.
When your hands are covered in dirt, the parables of the rocky soil take on a whole new meaning.
I believe we all should grow something, even if it’s just a small seed in a pot on our window sill, to remind us of the things God makes. Too often, we surround ourselves with the things from our own hands, and forget that He created it all.
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