Once again I’ve been introduced to a new “friend” via twitter. We have a common interest in running among other things so we’ve been chatting back and forth a bit. I checked out her blog yesterday titled Fruit in Season. Although I’ve just tuned in to her blog I’m really enjoying it. She has a great series going on right now about friendship, you should check it out. Timely for me as I continue to navigate my way through new making new friends. BUT that is is not what I’m writing about. What caught my attention was the title of the blog…fruit in season. More than that is the verse that goes along with it.
She is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever she does prospers. Psalms 1:3
What I appreciate about this verse is the tree yields fruit in season. Trees do not produce fruit all year long, constantly, never stopping. They do it periodically, at a specific time of the year. There are times of year when the tree is dormant, recovering from producing a great harvest and preparing for the next. There are times when the tree needs pruning to produce a better harvest. I am learning about myself that as much as I would like to produce fruit all year long, never stop, just keep going, going, going. I can’t. It’s not possible. Now I’m not talking about spiritual fruit. We are always called to strive towards producing spiritual fruits through the power of the holy spirit. I’m talking about that feeling when you are “firing all cylinders”. Everything is just clicking, you know?
Well I feel like right now this not a season of fruit in my life. The tree is kind of dormant, maybe even a little pruning going on. I think a time of rest. Which is never fun in the process but always good and necessary in the end and crucial for the next season of fruit. I am learning to be okay with this. I am relishing in the truth that we all go through different seasons of life. Some are hard, some are good, some aren’t really either but just need to happen to get to the next. Whichever it is, He ordained it. His grace is upon me.
So I will wait. Learn. Listen.
And look forward to the next fruit in season.