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December 5, 2012

“…and you, although a wild olive shoot, were grafted in among the others and now share in the nourishing root of the olive tree…” Rom. 11:17

The cold winds of the present season are beginning to blow. Leaves have mostly fallen in preparation of enduring the coming winter. Now, I can clearly see the bones of these living canopies that shielded us through the harshness of summer.  I can now be fascinated by the numerous little homes of our feathered friends that were built in secret.

The bones of shade trees show why they are so marvelous; without good bones a tree cannot become magnificent.  The branches of a tree provide the necessary structure that forms a trees shape and allows the architecture of a glorious tree to be revealed.CLF - Olmstead Parks

Christians are part of a glorious olive tree (Hos. 14:6) but not naturally. This tree was not our own.  For us gentiles, we don’t belong there. We have been grafted into the people of God. We are by nature, wild olive shoots.

I have wild Russian Olive shoots that spring up in my pasture.  I mow them down.  I don’t even consider grafting one of those nasty twisted little twigs into one of my charished shade trees but that is exactly what God has done with us.

God has taken me, this odd, twisted, twig, full of thorns and sap, and inserted me into his people. He made me part of his magnificent tree when I had nothing to add to it; when it seemed like all I would do is distract from it. That was his plan. He made me part of the tree of life and I had nothing to add to it. That is how he builds the structure of his master piece; a master piece that reveals the architect of a glorious people built by the hand of God.

The majority of the time I feel like that odd, twisted, shriveled twig growing out of the side of an otherwise magnificent tree. However, look closely. The grandeur of the tree is made up of innumerable, imperfect and twisted branches that together serve the purpose of bearing fruit for the one who planted the tree.

There is not a branch in this tree that does not belong there. God is the master horticulturalist. Every branch is where he placed it, for the purpose he intended. This wonderful tree is loved, nourished, and pruned by his skilled hand; He knows what He is doing even when He grafted in as twisted of a twig as me.

PRAYER: Lord, My gratitude is beyond words. Thank you seems so insufficent.  Lord, you have made for yourself a people, not because they were special or powerful or numerous. Lord- you chose a people to reveal how glorious you are.  Thank you for making me a part of your people. Thank you for making me a child of God, and if a child then an heir; an heir of God and fellow heir with Christ. Thank you for allowing me to be a part of revealing your glory to this world that so desperately needs to see you.    Amen

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