Sometimes, The Lord has to grab my attention, the sometimes, being, when I am up to my eyebrows in something else; and no matter how hard He is whispering, I don’t hear. Like Thursday. My mind was on keeping an appointment and Quiet Time was definitely finished for the morning, well as far as I was concerned it was,but plainly the Teacher had other thoughts. An orange, big round, juicy, sweet appeared on my mind’s T.V. screen and in glorious 3D.
The Lord had all my attention.
Cut in half this orange revealed itself to be good, sweet and wholesome, through and through.
Just as my heart should be.
But is it?
Do I harbour bitterness? Am I sometimes just a tiny bit sour?
I carried those questions with me for the rest of the day.
I also recalled my Teachers words,
‘A good tree cannot bear bad fruit
‘Each Tree is recognised by its fruit’
‘A goodman brings good things out of the good stored up in his heart’
‘The mouth speaks what the heart is full of’
Back in my childhood big oranges like the one pictured were pricy and my parents had four of us children and so consequently a big round Navel orange was a treat. One afternoon as we were carrying a precious orange each home, my sister dropped hers and unfortunately a large, unfriendly dog pounced on it and made off with it. He was too big to argue with. Sadly Rosie lost her orange. A share in someone else’s orange isn’t quite the same as your own.
Peter the fisherman warns us to ‘watch out’ because there is a devil about. (1Peter 5.8). It is so easy to let ourselves get a little careless when it comes to watching our heart, but we should; after all our heart is what we are offering to God.