By this time of year, we see summer alive in gardens everywhere. I’m a container gardener, but even that takes some degree of patience and persistence. And it reminds me of the Master Gardener, God the Father. He is infinitely patient (2 Peter 3:9) and meticulous (Matt. 10:30) in caring for us. He is always working (John 5:17).
God works with, in and through all kinds of people, personalities and places to bring about what is ultimately good. He looks across the landscape of humanity and knows each one. He knows the gifts He has bestowed. He planted us in this time and season. “…having determined allotted periods and the boundaries of their dwelling place” (Acts. 17:26).
He knows where we are especially weak and fragile. Where our lives are subject to blight, to draught, to pests. He shines His Divine Light on us; His brilliant, God-made-man Light. He likens our faith to living water (John 7:38). He gives and He takes away (Job. 1:21). He prunes what is fruitful so that it might be more so (John 15).
So, Father, let the photosynthesis begin. Work the mystery in us, mystery of sun and soil and seed. And whatever bloom we have, be it rose or petunia, daisy or dandelion, it’s all for You. All for Your glory. And in summer, in glorious summer, gather us to be part of a beautiful bouquet of fragrance and color that only You can grow.