The Pruning Shears
I see the small pruners in the picture above and think, “Now, they couldn’t hurt all that much, could they?” In the initial season of my pruning, God, the Master Gardener, came at me with the 18″ handle loppers – you know, the ones with the hooked blade for cutting the big dead wood.
He cut, chopped, and snipped all the dead, hard, thick, gnarly wood right off of me. I still had green on the inside, which is a sign of healthy and living growth potential.
I was in a growing season – but I was going in the wrong direction. I was a vine that had gotten gnarly, almost to the point of death – and then The Master Gardener came.
The Master Gardener
I want to share some facts about The Master Gardener. Ready?
- He is always in His garden – tending His plants (us).
- He is a Master Pruner. He “lifts up” the vines that are down in the dirt and weeds, and raises them to re-attach them to a healthy vine. He prunes the vines that might be bearing more fruit if they didn’t have so much baggage and debris.
- He is always good.
- He wants His plants to go to Him for support, for food, and for encouragement.
- He is ALWAYS and ALL WAYS ready and willing to help His plants.
- His goal is for His plants to bear a good harvest.
[Reference John 15.1-8]
I’ve been a branch in The Gardener’s garden since I was about nine years old; however, time and trials had me dredging through mud, dirt and weeds. He came to me and very distinctly said, “It is time for Me to lift you up out of the dirt and get you re-attached – or I cannot promise you what will happen to your branch.” It was an excruciating time for me, YET, I listened intently to Him and did as He instructed.
I have never regretted obedience – not even one time. He did as He said He would…
He pruned. He cut. He lifted. He attached me to healthy vines. He watered. He fed, until…
This branch began bearing good, healthy fruit – a harvest for the Master Gardener. The pruning shears are smaller now but they still pack power and a healthy SNIP and TRIM! I am grateful to The Master for making me…
A Pruned Branch.
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Today’s yellow rose in the graphic is in honor of my mom, Terry Chamberlain. March 7, 1926 – October 27, 2012.