Some of you who have visited our place will know we have a valley behind the house that we’ve planted over. It started out as gorse, blackberry and willow, and one of my go-to places when I need to think is down the hill. We’ve cleared and planted some areas 3 times over; drought or neglected weeds or a lapse on the mower, and its back to square one.
Jesus liked agricultural parables, and watching the trees in the valley, I get that. Some grow fast, but will never grow tall; some grow slower, but relentlessly, and plantings that once fitted in the boot of the car are already 2 or 3 times taller than I am. Part of success is planting them in the right space: flax grows poorly on a dry hillside, but many trees rot and die in swamp. Most of it I have to leave to the seasons; no matter how carefully I look after a totara, it takes 100 years to get to maturity.
People – and churches! – are similiar. We’re planted here; our task is to grow where we’re planted. Rooted firmly in prayer, fellowship, teaching, and the breaking of bread (Acts 2:42 ) over time, we grow, and produce the fruit we were made to produce.
So how are you doing?