Psalm
1
1 Oh,
the joys of those who do not follow the advice of the wicked,
or
stand around with sinners,
or
join in with mockers.
2 But they delight in the law of the LORD,
meditating
on it day and night.
3 They
are like trees planted along the riverbank,
bearing
fruit each season.
Their
leaves never wither,
and
they prosper in all they do.
How
many times have I read Psalm 1?
I
don't know.
I
know I've heard plenty of sermons using it (usually bad ones ;-)
LOL).
When
I was reading while back, there were 4 words that came hurtling up
from the page that I'd never noticed before.
Could
the Lord be pointing something new out to me?!
;-)
Anyway,
those 4 words are “bearing fruit each season”.
The
psalmist (King David we think) is writing in that verse that godly
people “...are like trees planted along the
riverbank,bearing fruit each season.”
I
think of life as a series of seasons.
At
one point, we can be in a season of going to school,
living
in this or that place,
working
that job,
being
in this or that relationship,
or
any number of time periods when something is going on.
The
thing that struck me was the “bearing fruit” part of the verse.
I
seemed like God was reassuring me that no matter where we are or what
we are up to,
if
we follow Him & try to do His bidding,
we
can be sure that who we are & what we doing is in some way making
an impact
even
if we don't see it, feel it, or have it acknowledged.
Let
that sink in for a minute.
Have
any of you ever felt like you were “on the shelf”?
iow,
it didn't feel like you were being or doing anything that mattered
for God.
I
know I've felt that way.
But
those 4 words rocketed off the page for me – they still do.
“...bearing
fruit each season...”
The
are no qualifiers in that statement.
There
are no preconditions.
No
if's, and's or but's.
No
matter where we are or what we're being or doing,
if
the focus of our lives is following His lead,
then
God is using us, whether we see it or not.
At
this point in my life, that's an important piece of information.
Maybe
it is for you, too.
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