Excited to begin his latest project, the gardener surveyed his newly purchased land for what felt like forever among the debris that he wanted to transform into a garden. The previous owners let it lay in waste and uselessness, but when he saw the plot his imagination ran wild with possibilities. Before the ink dried on the papers, he grabbed his tools and set out to cultivate the land and bring forth what he knew was there. But he had quite a task before him. First, he had to mow down the waist-high grasses. There he discovered tree stumps popping up through the ground making it hard to level the field. Then he noticed various pieces of trash littering the land. It seemed that as soon as he cleaned up one area, another thing came up. Yet he refused to stop.
Once the land had been cleared and leveled, he was ready to plant. So he dug and hit what felt like rock. Once he got through that layer, another lay of rock greeted him. Wiping the sweat from his brow, he slumped on his shovel. He had no idea that making his dream a reality would require so much work. He had seen the various challenges when he first bought the land. Now after weeks and months of work, he expected to be sitting back enjoying a cool glass of lemonade while admiring his vision. Being disappointed in not having achieved his goal in the desired time frame, he knelt and prayed.
“Lord, I’m tired. I’m exhausted. I thought this was what you wanted me to do, but I’m just not sure. I don’t know if I can do this anymore. What should I do?”
“Dig deeper.” The voice resounded through his very being.
“But Lord, there is nothing here but barren soil,” the man tried reasoning with God.
Sighing, the man sluggishly picked up his shovel. And dug. The noon sun faded lower into the sky as he dug deeper. Then as the moon made her way into the sky, he dug deeper. He dug through the night and into the next dawn. Little victories started to produce hope. The rock broke into clay. Dig. Dig. Dig. The next dawn illuminated the sky. But he dug even more. Then the clay broke into sand. Dig. Dig. Dig. Then just as the third sundown approached, he saw it. He saw the fertile soil he had hoped was there. Resting on the ground, he praised the Lord for encouraging him to keep digging.
A long road still awaited him. He now needed to plant seeds and attend his gardens, but he trusted that if the Lord helped him get this far, He would lead the gardener to the desired place.
This past week in my quiet time, the Holy Spirit revealed to me that I’ve been barely hitting the surface of who this amazing Trinity really is. I’ve been alright with reading my daily Bible plan portion and saying my quick shout out to the Lord Almighty on my drive to work, but that hasn’t been satisfying to Him. I haven’t been digging towards a deeper understanding of Him, thus my efforts haven’t even scratched the surface of what God envisioned. It’s like trying to survive on appetizers because you don’t want to wait on the full course meal of steak and potatoes. And don’t forget the New York Cheesecake for dessert!
This is a new year and I am asking you, Christian or not, dig deeper. Dig into who God is. Dig into the calling He has for you. Dig. Dig. Dig. And when you don’t feel like digging anymore, seek Him even more. It is in those most difficult times we get to see His true character. He knows the struggles you will have before you even see it coming. He will give you the peace, the strength, and the hope to dig on.
Have a great week, y’all.