17 November 2011
Thankful for choice
“That was a big dinner” she thought “and I’m so full. But I still want to try to eat more of God.” She sank into the sofa and opened her bible, continuing on where she left off.
You can identify them by their fruit, that is, by the way they act. Can you pick grapes from thornbushes, or figs from thistles? 17 A good tree produces good fruit, and a bad tree produces bad fruit. Matthew 7:16-17 NLT
“You know what kind of tree you are” the voices sneered.
“Are you going to listen to them?” asked the calm One.
“No, I am not” thought Jessie. “Help me to not hear them.”
“Choose to not listen. Choose.”
“Okay” Jessie whispered aloud. “I only want to listen to you.” She closed her eyes and breathing deeply, drifted into a dream.
She was in surrounded by trees. Everywhere she looked she saw lush green leaves and more types of fruit than she had ever seen before in one place. There were apples of every colour, peaches, pears and every sort of citrus fruit. She wandered from tree to tree and noticed that there was not a single blemish or spot on any of the fruits. Each one looked perfect. She couldn’t resist tasting them, and found each one rich and sweet, totally ripe and ready to eat. The juices dribbled down her chin.
The sound of a car starting in the street below woke her. She laughed when she realized she had been drooling. Not juice, just a dream, a very nice, bright dream.
“Thank you God” she said as she rose to prepare for bed. “Thank you for showing me the good trees and not the rotten trees.”
“You can choose what you want to see” she thought she heard Him answer.
“Choices?” she smiled. “I never thought I had any choices. Might take some getting used to.”
Jamming with Bonnie about gratitude
Sharing with Emily and the others imperfect but loved.