Let's Rake Leaves!
There's a big beautiful oak tree in our back yard, its boughs
heavy-laden with leaves--well, not any more! They're falling--leaf by
leaf--and covering the ground, which now cries out, "Residents--RAKE
ME!" Now we've got a ready rake and some reliable lawn-and-leaf bags;
we've even got an able teen to tackle the job...and we make very good
supervisors! Now come on, SOMEBODY, let's rake leaves!
...the leaves of the HEART, that is! You see, far beyond that yard
calling for our attention is a back yard that nobody sees--a yard
surrounding the home where the King resides--and it's a mess! A yard
full of yesterday's leaves never raked--long-held resentments,
unforgiveness and pain; strong-holds of the past--sin, sorrow and
safely- concealed strife. Not very attractive--but have no fear--the
snow will soon cover up the unraked remains--no one will see, no one
will ever know you never raked the leaves....
Not true! YOU know it, feel it, and subconsciously project it to
those around you, believe it or not! Well, stop it! Get up and go out
and rake the leaves! The Holy Spirit is a good supervisor and He will
help you do the job! Bag them--and bring them to the Cross--every
hurt, misunderstanding, past grievance, long-held bitterness; old,
hanging-on hate; every fear, fault and failure. Let each die a proper
death--at the Cross.
Then arise with new determination to welcome a new season of your
life, one that's alive with the hope of the victorious Lord who lives
in your home. One as clean as the white, falling snow soon to appear.
He's the manager of the leaf disposal department of your life, and if
you'll just bring those bags to Him, you'll begin to live, really
live!
Rake it, bag it, bring it to the Lord--and you will have a wonderful
day! Now, if you live in a four-seasoned sanctuary, go out and rake
those falling leaves in your REAL back yard, ya'll come help me do
mine--and then, let it snow, let it snow, let it snow!!
Scripture: "...forgetting those things which are behind, and reaching
forth unto those things which are before, I press toward the mark for
the prize of the high calling of God in Christ Jesus (Philippians
3:13,14)."
Prayer: "Lord, my yard's in bad shape; I need Your help. I WILL pick
up the rake, begin to gather all the dead "stuff" that needs
discarded in my life; I WILL bag it and bring it to You, and by Your
grace, begin to live daily a life that pleases and glorifies You, In
Jesus' Name, Amen."
[ by Peggie C. Bohanon. Copyright © 2002, Springfield, MO -- {used with permission} ]
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