I know a few bloggers who are photographers.
Maybe you’ve seen their photographs too. I really like the photos of old buildings like silos, homes and churches. I think about who lived in those buildings, and how the old church walls are covered with generations of prayers.
Some of the prettiest photos I’ve seen are of dew on leaves or flowers.
In the morning, the droplets of water roll and drip off the plants, giving them a shiny, glowing appearance. It’s almost like natures jewelry for the flowers of the field. Even King David spoke out what the Lord said about the beautiful sight:
He that rules over men in justice, that rules in the fear of God, is like the morning light at sunrise on a cloudless morning, making the greensward sparkle. 2 Samuel 23
As beautiful as those dewdrops are, they’re really not helpful to the plant. Those droplets are more ornamental because the stems and leaves can’t use them. The flowers need water at the base of the plant, so it can soak into the earth and water the roots.
It reminds me of some experiences I have had. The very thing I need to heal me is right there, it’s just in the wrong place. So…it’s useless.
For instance, I have read the holy words “Be not afraid” many times. The King James Bible boasts of having 103 repetitions of this theme. Some web sites say it’s more like 365 times, once for each day of the year. But the actual numbers are less important that the constant message.
In God I trust, I will not be afraid. Psalm 56
Do not be afraid… Genesis 26:24
So do not fear, I am with you… Isaiah 41:10
So why do I still feel afraid sometimes? Well, after studying this photo, I think I know why. I read the Scriptures, but they don’t soak into me. It’s just not enough to have the words of God in front of me. That’s too much like wearing them on my skin. I have to place them where I can use them, and that’s in my heart and in my life.
When I have a headache, I like to use Advil. But I don’t take the tablets and put them on my head. It’s not going to do me any good up there. I have to swallow the pills so the medicine can be released and be absorbed by my body. In other words, I have to internalize the cure.
It’s the same with the Scriptures. The word of God is the ultimate power that allows me to bloom in peace, and the reassurance that I am never alone. I can have all that Good News. But there’s a catch.
Just reading about The News isn’t enough. I have to “internalize the cure”. I have to allow those words to soak into my heart. Then the healing can truly begin, and my days of fear will be a distant memory.
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