There is a
lot of power in a testimony. For the one giving theirs, it is a chance to remember
what life was like before Jesus, and an opportunity to give Praise and to be
thankful to Him.
For the hearer,
it opens doors into the possibility for the Lord to work in their lives too.
I am a Calligrapher, Artist, a Crafter, a Writer,
a Clown ( not kidding) as well as a Floral Designer. I am learning more and
more, how these gifts can bring honor to the Lord, as I present them, not only
as a function, but as an offering to others .
Picture a
floral shop, the sights are mesmerizing and the scents are intoxicating. In
that setting, I could see me as a work in progress…a flower arrangement.
While making
a floral arrangement, you start with an idea. You have a finished piece in mind
before you execute this plan. You are not planning to haphazardly throw things
together. Each addition has a purpose in
the whole vision.
It starts
with a foundation, maybe a vase or a basket. I see my beginning. I was placed
in a container… my mother’s womb to ultimately mirror Jesus’ beauty to the
world. The Lord had a plan and a future for my life. He kept me safe there.He sees the beginning
and the end.
For the
natural flower piece, you would next, insert a product called the oasis.
Even from
the beginning, the oasis placed in my life, was dry and brittle. Sins of omission
and commission were committed by me. Abuse of every kind was directed at me.
Until I asked for forgiveness and offered forgiveness, my heart remained dry.
My turning
to Jesus, started with a question of a young child. She asked “Miss Leenda ( Linda)…do you know Jayzus? (Jesus). (she’s
from the south y’all!)
“Emily, yes
I know Jesus!” Honestly, I was insulted that this little girl was asking ME, if
I knew Jesus! Of course I knew Jesus! Besides, I always knew there was a God. I
mean why, I went to church for years and to the one and only true church at
that. And besides all that, what is it
with this family? WHY is this family always saying the name of JESUS???
The oasis of
my heart was slowly receiving refreshing water in preparation for the beautiful
creation to come forth.
Emily’s question nagged at me, until I was at
a Christian Woman’s breakfast and realized, that although I believed in God…I
had to admit that I knew “about” Jesus but I didn’t “know” Jesus.
There, I
surrendered my will to the One who would give me life. A dam let go inside of
me. I cried tears of relief. I sensed understanding of all my pain and regret.
The oasis
was continuing to get wetter.
While, making
an arrangement, you have a focal point. From that day forward, Jesus would become
my focus and the reason I lived.
As I took
nourishment from the Word, the background of my life came alive. Greens were
the first to be put into the oasis, depicting a safe place and a hidden place.
Then beautiful
flowers of every color and design, were added, one by one. These colors represented
different parts of my life. They would
burst forth in beauty for ashes.
I didn’t
notice at first, but there seemed to be dead stalks encroaching on my design.
They were sins I had hidden or anger that I justified. They marred the beauty
of who I was created to be. They had to be removed but I was unable to do that
alone. I cried out for help.
As time went
on, the original idea came into focus again. There were more flowers of a
myriad of colors, lovingly added. They spoke to me of hope and love… mercy and forgiveness.
It started to take shape and resemble
what first saw as a beautiful floral expression.
My
arrangement is airy, like a spring bouquet. There is nothing tight and contained about it.
The composition reminds me of freedom.
However, I
need to water the arrangement daily. If not, my soul will die. If I failed to
get soaked, with the water of the Word of God, I would wither .No matter how
pretty, that could happen in a short time. That reminds me to gather fresh manna each day.
I cannot rely on the past, but rather go forward in health and freshness.
The “customer”
(Jesus) is pleased with the purchase He has made, willing to pay the full price
for me. He looks at me and says…”She is beautiful and she was created by Me and
for Me. Even when I saw the deadness in her, I knew that beauty would
ultimately triumph.”
“I can’t
wait to take her home but until then, I will showcase My creativity through
her.”
“I pray that
many others will want Me in the home of their hearts too.”
“She was
worth every penny that she cost Me! She
is everything to Me!”
Linda Maynard
1 comment:
Beautiful post.
Be Love, Give Love
Abby Lewis
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