We have often heard the terms,
"budding author," or "budding artist."
These terms suggest to us that while
our feet may be planted on earthen soil,
with proper nourishment and Son light,
we could grow to our full spiritual measure.
Unfortunately, too many of us are often tricked
by the weeds growing around us, and we permit
them to choke us off from our source of spiritual
vitality. And, we therefore may grow into nothing
better than blooming idiots.
Having myself wandered down the path of weeds,
I have learned this simple lesson...We must
permit the Son to come into our lives, or we shall
surely wilt and die.
May we plant where we are.
Plant now for the future.
Plant well. For, the Harvester soon cometh.