“You are God’s field”….(1 Corinthians 3:9)
There are times in the life of a Christian when we must allow for God to till up the ground of our hearts. In doing so, He can plant new life in us. Although, the process is extremely painful, a great harvest is produced if we are willing to walk through it for a season.
“Endure hardship as discipline; God is treating you as his children. For what children are not disciplined by their father?” – Hebrews 12:7
The tilling up of the soil in our hearts is ultimately for our good. It is an extension of God’s love to us. You see, He’s in the process of making us like His Son. The more we resist the process the less we will see spiritual fruit in our lives.
I’ll be honest, sometimes I want God to get out of the combine, shut it down and stop cultivating the soil of my heart. In my weak nature I want Him to merely flip a switch and make me more like Jesus, but that’s not how the Good Shepherd works. You see, there’s something about the harvesting process that draws us into humility we would never have experienced without it.
As God tills up the soil, the ugliness of our sins, embedded deep down starts to work their way out. Sure, we can shove God out of the combine and stop the process, but this only hurts us in the long run. Eventually, the harvest will come as God uproots things like; pride, fear, insecurity, anger, rebellion and the like.
The Christians who grow the most are not those who know the most bible verses or serve in great measure at church. They are not even necessarily pastors or other full-time christian workers. They are those who submit themselves to a lifelong process of allowing the Father to cultivate the soil of their hearts. They are those who say, Lord, albeit painful, do whatever it takes to make me more like Jesus, even if it feels like I’m being sent through a blender. I know that you’ll take my mess and transform it into a harvest of righteousness for your glory.
Lord, I do not like it when you start the tilling process in my life. I often throw up my hands and say “it’s not fair!” How foolish I can be, Lord, forgive me. My faith is weak. I want to be made more like Jesus. Therefore, I submit myself to the process, knowing that it is only for a season and the harvest is coming. Lord, I trust you and thank you that you are with me, protecting me and showering your love upon me even in the midst of the grinding up of sin in my heart. In Jesus name, amen.