There’s an area in our back yard that concerns me. Perhaps there’s an area that will concern you, too.
My family’s house is built on the “high” end of the neighborhood. Rain should soak in or drain right off, shouldn’t it?
That’s not always the case.
Things aren’t always as they appear.
Rain falls. Water builds. Streams run. Other droplets take a family vacation in our backyard, their group congregating in the sun for several days afterward.
Slowly, the water disappears. But rarely does it soak right in.
It runs and runs and runs, seldom soaking, until it finds the low spots. Often it joins a team – I mean a stream. Then, the water droplets and all its buddies are ferried to some wide river, which hurls them toward an ocean vacation.
Or our backyard.
Sandstone sits just under the skin of the grassy surface. (So they tell me.) It’s hard underneath. But it doesn’t appear that way at first glance. It looks like a normal, soft, grassy yard. It appears as though I could stake garden corners with ease, tilling to my heart’s delight.
But all isn’t as it appears.
Not in my backyard nor in the lush lawn of fleshly grass covering my heart, all isn’t as it appears.
As I grapple with, pray over, and ponder the “all” scripture posted in Luke 10:27, I am reminded that it’s far too easy to polish perfect on the outside, but find a hardened heart pulsing underneath.
Things aren’t always as they appear.Polished perfect often hides a hardened heart pulsing underneath. Click To Tweet
Sometimes deceit hides. Like a weed spreading its roots in the darkness of earth, it inches its way into the heartbeat of our life. We remain clueless. It chokes the nutrients from forgiveness, reliance, or trust. In turn, we cling to idols or other worthless man-made worship.
And like sandstone, we become hardened.
Living Water runs right off.
Nary a drop soaks in.
We’re left parched and hardened by sin’s deceitfulness.
But unlike my hard-under-the-surface backyard, God is a Master of softened hearts.
Simply plow the ground.There's hope with the Almighty - plow softened hearts using the blade of God. Click To Tweet
But what about that person who wronged us, we ask?
Or the one who never paid the I-Owe-You, fired us, talked about us, caused dissension, or brought harm our way on purpose?
Yes ~ what about them?
This is about us ~ our heart and the hardness hiding within.
I’ve wagged my finger at others, far too often for comfort. As I wrestle with the situation and the emotions that bind, after searching God, I inevitably come to the realization that it’s about me ~ my heart, my walk, and my relationship with God.
Plowing is due.Plowing does a heart good. Hosea 10:12 Click To Tweet
Is all really as it appears?
Is “their” fault meter full while mine dials zero?
Am I perfect, completely faultless? Deceit continues to pour its weight.
Or, like the hidden sandstone in my yard, is there a hardened heart pulsing underneath?
Often, this has been the case.
Vigilance warns. Out-of-control emotions indicate sin crouches near, weaving its weeds of deceit in my heart’s soil.If peace eludes, prayer ensues. Click To Tweet
There’s a prayer I’ve prayed that always gets answered. I continue to pray it to this day. I’d love to have you join me. I’d love to see all of us plowing ground in good ways this year ~ all to God’s glory.
You are so loving and good. You only want what is loving and good for me. Thank you. I want to offer you my “all”, so Lord, show me any areas of my heart that are hardened. Show me what’s hidden. Unearth the lies that make all appear good. Gracious Father, show me how to plow that ground. I’ll be faithful to do it Lord. My heart is not a place for weeds of deceit to grow. It’s Yours, all of it.
In Jesus’ name, amen.
Grab the blade called God because His answer often calls for a plow.
My prayers are with you (and me) as we plow the hardened ground this year, giving Him our “all”. Praise His holy name.