Drippings of the Honeycomb
An Anthology of Grace
Rev 1:19Therefore write the things which you have seen ..., This book is a compilation of a variety of personal life experiences, spiritual applications to everyday situations, as well as scriptural teachings that the Lord has given me to share with the Body of Christ. It is my hope that, within the pages of this book, the reader will find encouragement in the face of past experiences, spiritual insight for their present-day life, as well as a source of confidence to face whatever the future may hold.

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Spring Gardening


For behold the winter is past, the rain is over and gone…The time has arrived for pruning the vines … Sgs 2:12

It’s that time of year – again. In keeping with the local climate, the winter snow has long-since melted and in the patch of ground where, last year, vegetables grew in abundance – now a profusion of bothersome weeds takes a stubborn stand. That happens in our lives sometimes, doesn’t it Lord? After a season of fruitfulness there are times of inactivity, sometimes caused by forces beyond our control. At times, we barely notice the changes brought on by the different seasons of life - until it occurs to us that the fruitfulness has been absent for some time. Then, in a moment of critical evaluation, we realize that the gardens of our lives have become overgrown with unfruitful vegetation. Or, like the lovers in the Canticles, we recognize that we have allowed precious relationships to become unproductive.
Still, the only solution to the situation of the overgrown garden is to take the spade and begin to turn the soil in preparation for planting. Breaking through the root-bound vegetation takes a bit of concerted effort, but soon the first spade full of weeds yields to my efforts. As I shake the soil from the roots of the sod I am impressed with the similarity to our lives. Any attempt to rid our lives of the unfruitful vegetation of negligence and sin will inevitably be met with a certain amount of resistance. The task may seem to be overwhelming at times, but if we endure the temporary discomfort, it will result in being able to plant new life-bearing fruit, free from the entanglements of the world.
I notice that the roots of some of the weeds extend underground - far from the visible vegetation – and again I am reminded of the effect of sin in our lives. Sometimes the results are so blatantly visible, but upon closer examination we find that the root causes are far removed from the immediate evidence. Unresolved bitterness and unexplained fears cause undesirable behavior patterns stimulated by causes that have nothing to do with the situation at hand. So I ask You, Lord, to help me remove, not only the visible weeds of sin from my life, but also the sometimes distant root causes that are evident only to You.
As I turn the sod, a slight movement in the soil catches my eye. A closer examination confirms my first impression – as one long sleek earthworm wriggles away to escape my grasp. It’s a creature that doesn’t seem to carry much significance in the general scheme of things, yet in the environment of the garden it becomes invaluable. Aerating the soil, and helping to decompose waste vegetation in order to return nutrients to the soil, often its value is overlooked. Expecting no great amount of recognition it silently goes about its task – a labor that no other creature is able to duplicate. Sometimes, along with the psalmist, I am tempted to view my existence on the same plane as the worm – then I pray, Lord, help me to remember the value that you have placed on this insignificant part of Your creation. Help me to understand that my worth is not measured in terms of worldly achievements but simply by being obedient to your commands.
The earth is tilled, the soil is weeded and ready for planting. There is a sense of expectancy in the air as I realize that nothing more needs to be done before planting can begin. It occurs to me that You must feel the same excitement to see a heart that has been tilled and weeded – just waiting to receive the seed of the Word. Free from the entanglements of the world and longing for the wonder of new life, it is time for the Sower to begin his work. Undoubtedly this is good soil before me and, as I plant the seeds it is with the expectation that they will yield a return for my efforts. I pray, Lord, for the same air of excitement and expectancy as I sow the seed of Your word in the fallow hearts of those to whom I am sent. I pray that the stony hearts would be melted in preparation to receive the Word so that the birds of the air would not snatch it away before it has time to germinate. I pray for depth of fertile soil that would allow the seed to grow before the cares of this world or the deceitfulness of riches might choke it - causing it to be unfruitful. I pray for thirty- , sixty-, and even hundred-fold returns for my labors within Your kingdom.
Most of all, as I stand back and view the newly planted soil, I pray for wisdom in tending this garden. I pray for discernment to recognize the new life as it springs from the earth. Help me to know the difference between the fruitful growth and the useless weeds that will surely make their appearance. May I have the diligence to remove the weeds before they become a detriment to the valuable produce of the work that You have given me to do. And when it comes time for the harvest, may it be evident that I have not neglected to tend my own garden.
My greatest desire is to hear Your commendation – “Well done, good and faithful servant…”