“Do you miss living on the cutting edge?”
They were riveted with my tales of whole villages burning their charms and following Christ, hidden children found and given new smiles, prostitutes rescued from the streets and transformed.
Of growth and change. Of persevering faithfulness and stubborn refusal to give up. Most of life was made up of Seasons of Ordinary. The Grand Adventures which are highlighted by the heralds were actually brief in the scheme of most great lives.
With certainty it will come, for I was made to bear fruit in its season, and so were you.
Blessed is the man who does not walk in the counsel of the wicked or stand in the way of sinners or sit in the seat of mockers. But his delight is in the law of the Lord, and on his law he meditates both day and night. He is like a tree planted by streams of water, which yields its fruit in season and whose leaf does not wither. Whatever he does will prosper. -Psalm 1:1-3
Do not despise the quiet, ordinary seasons of life. We were made to bear fruit in season. (Click to Tweet)