“He is like a tree planted by streams of water that yields its fruit in its season, and its leaf does not wither. In all that he does, he prospers..” -Psalm 1: 3
I grew up in the countryside of Tennessee, on the outskirts of Knoxville. We lived on a dozen acres right outside the city limit. One of the fondest memories I have of growing up in the country was having a garden and various fruit trees. I loved seeing the fruits and vegetables (although I didn’t eat those) come in and being shared with everybody. However, I hated the in-between. I remember having to go out and pull weeds and wondering if things were ever going to happen. I remember trying to scare the foxes and rabbits away to try to keep them from eating things, it was fun throwing worms at my sister, but that is just a side note.
I’m older now and as I compare my life then to my life now, it is much the same. I like seeing fruits and veggies in my life, I hate pulling weeds and waiting.
Before we go on a trip – say a family vacation – we plan, prepare, figure out our route, where we will spend the night on the way, what we will do when we get there, who we will see. In that preparation there is also anticipation. We look forward to being with the people, seeing the site, experiencing our destination. The Christian season of Lent is the 40 days (except Sundays) prior to Easter. The idea at the heart of Lent is the same – preparation, anticipation, looking forward, making space for hoping and looking forward so that we can enjoy our destination more fully and freely.
Connection...what do I allow myself to connect with? What do I allow to influence me? What do I cultivate?
These are all questions that come to mind as we take a look at Psalm 1:1-2 and the authors observance of what we allow to influence us.
It is early spring and nature is reflecting the super-natural. As I write, tomorrow is Good Friday, Easter is three days away and the signs are all around – bright colors, chocolate bunnies, candy eggs, those little yellow marshmallow bird things, bright and happy Gap commercials...
When we picture a shepherd, it is usually in a field with rolling green hills. However, in the context that the familiar Psalm 23 was written, this was not the case. The land is arid and hostile. When the writer says, the Lord is my shepherd, it is not just some cozy metaphor, it is a declaration. God is my provider amidst this hostile land.