What’s happening to me?
Why are my branches being slashed back to their infant state?
Oh… these wires hurt so much. I feel as though I’m in prison.
Why can’t I express myself the way my Creator intended?
Oh no! Not my roots too!
They’re so healthy in this rich soil and now I am being stripped of my
source of life and strength. I just want to grow up and be a tree that flourishes.
I can make a difference in this world… I just know it.
Why must I be kept in this small pot?
This little tree has been constricted and trapped by the Asian art of bonsai. It’s completed form brings praise and applause for the gardener, but never does it fulfill it’s destiny. It will never become a great tree where the birds of the air can lodge and find refuge in it’s branches. Never will native fowl be satisfied with it’s delicious fruit. Never will it provide shade for a family to spread their picnic blanket under it’s canopy. Never will a contented couple gaze into the flawless blue sky beyond its towering heights. And never will a young visionary mount it’s limbs — sit atop and dream lofty dreams and talk to God. It’s destiny has been another man’s vision.
It is not so with you, beloved!
“For I know the plans I have for you, declares the Lord, plans to prosper you and not to harm you, plans to give you hope and a future.”
“Call to me and I will answer you and tell you great and unsearchable things you do not know.”
“If God be for us, who can be against us.”
Dear Lord, Please expand my vision. Open my eyes to believe in your love for me.
This message will be continued next week. I am praying for you…Run your race!