“You hem me in — behind and before; You have laid Your hand upon me” (Psalm 139:5, NIV).
Sometimes I feel that way, stuck in a little space. I want to step out into grand adventures. As others travel and do exciting things, my summer is here, at home. This is a stay-home season… being a caregiver limits movement. Nothing, however, limits God. I can look to Him and discover more meaning in my motionless than a busy season might provide.
Lately, I’m thinking of the mustard tree. It starts with a tiny seed. Maybe that seed is kind of like my faith, which whispers, Here I am, God, in my tiny space. I can’t do much, but please use what I have for Your good plans. I trust You!
A mustard seed of faith is all it takes. If faith can move mountains, can it also bring purpose to a small and simple life? I know the answer is “Yes!”
This summer I’m writing about trees. I begin researching the mustard tree and discover it’s actually more of a tenacious plant that won’t take “No” for an answer. It just grows and grows!
Jesus described His kingdom as a mustard seed that grew. When it did, the birds of the air came to perch in its branches (Matthew 13:31-32). That sounds good to me!
LORD, please plant my mustard seed of faith securely into Your love. Grow me as I live each day hidden in Christ, right here. Let my children, my friends, and my readers find space with me to rest. Right here, I can be a safe and helpful landing spot.
I am hidden in Christ. My life is not my own. The hidden life is good.
I look up and notice the beautiful summer clouds. Maybe adventure isn’t a place. Maybe instead, it is a way of life. Jesus, help me grasp the excitement that exists in this hidden place. With You, nothing is ordinary. You surround me with beauty.
I am Yours!
