The parable of the seeds - the different soils, the conditions - His Word - our hearts.
It is so easy to forget, when my heart did not have Him in it - when I lived outside of Christ - and become judgmental, impatient to those that are where I once was. When I was young, I went with the flow. Everyone was "accepting" Christ, so I did. Most of us didn't have a clue what that really meant, we just wanted to belong. To not stand out as outsider. And now, my desire is to be an outsider in this world and belong to Him.
Funny how that turned out.....
Especially when His seed fell on rocky ground.
There are times when I am mowing by the bluffs and I have to just sit and stare. In places - somehow, someway, a seed sprouted, took root, and became a rather large tree. There in the rock the little roots wove their way into the cracks and hung on.
How thankful I am that there were cracks in my heart.
That His Word wove His way in and grew. He has transformed the rock of my heart into rich soil. Soil that is growing seeds for Him.
At the time, when my heart was a rock, I wasn't interested in following Him. I stand amazed at how He has drawn me to Him. How I run after Him, drink Him in. How I am head over heels in love with Him.
Today - I do and will follow Him everywhere.
"They weren’t interested in following me—their hearts weren’t in it. None, except for.....Deby."
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