Isa 28:24 “Doth the plowman plow all day to sow? doth he open and break the clods of his ground?”
Man so desires the beauty and riches life can spring forth. He can pass a meadow of soft, thick green grass, as if a rug, and become transfixed on how God’s hand orchestrated such beauty and results. Yet, the very next view he looks upon the land and sees distressed, upturned soil, exposing dried dead roots filled with grub worms. Then his eyes again are drawn to a beautiful harvest of a ripe beautiful crop that’s so inviting and satisfying. But, between the two beautiful scenes is where the Great Plowman (Amos 9:13) furrows through man’s soul, uprooting and turning under that which he thought was fair, and leaving for his gaze the bare and the unbeautiful. We can’t avoid the bare season of the Great Plowman’s hand, de-weeding and upturning that which hinders the abundance and beauty He desires to bring forth in our life.
Be patient while under the plow, it’s the process that brings beauty from ashes… HSAY
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