Wednesday, August 15, 2012

Which Door?

     Many unique doors are tucked away waiting to be discovered in our village. They say something about the character of the owner or the function of the building to which they give access. A stranger passing may imagine the folks living there to be traditional and conservative or fun-loving and offbeat just by the appearance of the door to their home.
Concerning spiritual matters, popular opinion may say all the doors are good; choose whichever one appeals. And each person is free to make that choice. But the One who declared Himself both Son of Man and Son of God did not hesitate to claim to be the only door (John 10:9), and what an amazing door He is. If we could see with our natural eyes what lies beyond each of those doors, there would be no contest.
 All the promises in John, chapter 14, are beyond that Door, available to anyone who chooses to open and enter. For many the ultimate one must be His promise to come and show Himself to the person who ventures in. (verses 21 and 23) Which of those other doors can be opened to reveal a living, loving Redeemer? What a privilege to have had this Door pointed out to me; to have been welcomed inside to see and know for myself that what He says is true; and to be able to share directions with anyone who is interested.

Wednesday, August 1, 2012

The Power of a Seed

     Along the cliffs of the limestone gorge there are great views of cedar trees growing out of the rock. A seed has lodged in a crack of the rock and somehow connected with enough soil and moisture to germinate. As the root discovers openings to spread through it grows outward seeking nutrients and upward seeking light. By the time a cedar tree matures its root may have split the rock in which it grew leaving a portion of its root system exposed. What began as a tiny seed has split the limestone where it began to grow. That's powerful!

     Jesus taught that, "The seed is the word of God." (Luke 8:11 NIV) The cedar birthed in rock and growing toward the light eventually provides shelter for a chickadee and a fragrant deterrent for moths that love to feast on woollen blankets. That tree gives me hope. Even though my inner man may be rock-hard. Even though I may have closed my mind to the things of God, if I choose to receive one simple word like, "God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life." (John 3:16 NIV), that word can take root and produce life in me.

     That first nibble on the word may give me an appetite to start snacking. Once I've developed a taste for it my hunger increases until I'm enjoying a feast that satisfies. The belief system that grows as we feed on the word of God provides the strength to hold steady through storms. It produces spiritual fruit to help others with whom we can share.
     The germ of life in a seed is miraculous. Only three squash plants survived from the seeds I planted. The wee hill of earth they were poked into probably looked inviting to squirrels and cats (one of whom will remain unnamed). I replanted some seedlings the varmints pulled out. Once the plants grew, if a critter broke a stem, it ended up on the compost heap. But the three that continue to grow across the back yard are lovely evidence of the power of seeds to produce vibrant results.