My back yard totally got away from me this year. So today was the day I would tackle the dreaded clean up. It's funny how sometimes what you think is going to be miserable, isn't. Beautiful day, sun shining, getting a lot done, feeling such a sense of accomplishment. My devotion for the day was about spending time alone with Him is the best way to develop seeing eyes and hearing ears. From one project to another I was praising Him and truly enjoying spending time in His presence. One corner of the yard was severely neglected, so I cleared the weeds to better access what I should do next. Two of the most overgrown, out of control rose bushes were in front of me. Gloved up, with pruning shears in hand I began to cut back this rose bush gone wild. I didn't realize how many thorns were on each branch. Ouch!!! The thorn would pierce right through the gardening glove. Ooooowwww. As I pulled several branches back to clip close to the base near the ground, the branch would snap back hitting me in the shoulder or down my arms. Yikes this hurts! I'm such a wimp! And I'm seeing blood now, underneath the gardening glove! Some protection! Gazing into the bush I see a sea of thorns and all I can think of is Jesus. I suddenly realize I don't have a clue as to what He went through. Oh I've seen the movies and read the scripture, but this was so much deeper. My face was wet now, not from the heat of the day or the hours of labor but from the depth of His love and sacrifice. The thought of what He did for me brought me to tears.
Matthew 27:27-31 Then the governor's soldiers took Jesus into the Praetorium and gathered the whole company of soldiers around him. They stripped him and put a scarlet robe on him, and then twisted together a crown of thorns and set it on his head. They put a staff in his right hand. Then they knelt in front of him and mocked him. "Hail, king of the Jews!" they said. They spit on him, and took the staff and struck him on the head again and again. After they had mocked him, they took off the robe and put his own clothes on him. Then they led him away to crucify him.
As horrible as that all seems it's not over, in fact, it's just begun. Just when you think this can't get any worse, it gets worse. Jesus is crucified. He who had done nothing wrong, paid the price for my sin. I'm so very grateful. As much as I want to put it out of my mind because it's so horrible, I think I need to dwell on it so I can appreciate the magnitude of what He did. Jesus was no wimp, He's my hero.
I never would have thought that a simple task could bring me to such a place in my heart. Just knowing He is always available to meet me where I'm at is so comforting but knowing what He did for me, for you,...well it just makes me want to spend more time with Him. I want seeing eyes and hearing ears, I want to know Him more!