My house is entered by a long driveway lined with rosebushes. Well, they aren’t exactly bushes at all-- more like sparse sticks with thorns and a few leaves. It’s not lovely or welcoming. But I envision the day when I drive up to find a prolific display of colors exploding with blooms extended from luxuriant flourishing bushes.
My husband, Chad, does not share my vision. Instead, he has urged me to remove these stragglers. He thinks they’re an eyesore. Indeed, my ugly bushes are not a vision of horticultural beauty. But I haven’t been willing to cooperate. Their current state continues to remind me of my own spiritual place of discontent. Just as I long for thriving plants that burst with a kaleidoscope of colors, I deeply desire to live a life of substance that bears an exuberant amount of spiritual fruit.
If we’re honest, this desire for exuberance in terms of spiritual fruit is something you and I have both felt from time to time. The desire to reflect the character of Christ in our day-to-day activities runs deep through our veins. But too often, instead, we resemble my straggly excuses for rosebushes:
God’s purpose for you is that you become a prolific bloomer. We find this truth in Scripture (John 15:8). It’s blatant. Unhidden. And if that were not enough, Jesus, Himself, has provided the blueprint for how this can be achieved in our lives.
You and I must simply make a choice: Either we will take Him at His Word and move to the next level-- or we won’t.