Good morning…
“The grass isn’t always greener on the other side,” whispers my most recent Goodwill find.
The grass isn’t always greener on the other side of losing a job, releasing a loved one to heaven, facing life following an accident, an illness, physical diminishment. The grass isn’t always greener on the other side when an alcoholic can’t quit, when anxiety and depression spiral down, when divorce rears its head to ravage a family. The grass isn’t always greener when kids are kept home from school, when the cycle of poverty just will not let go, when people with power abuse people with none.
I get it, the grass isn’t always greener in the patch where life pushes us. “The grass dries up. The flower loses its color. But the Word of our God stands forever,” acknowledges Isaiah 40:8 (NLV).
And what does this Word of God promise?
In the morning they are like grass which grows anew—In the morning it flourishes and springs up; In the evening it wilts and withers away (Psalm 90:5b-6, AMP).
God’s love, though, is ever and always, eternally present to all who fear him, making everything right for them and their children as they follow his Covenant ways and remember to do whatever he said (Psalm 103:15, MSG).
Open your mouths with thanks! Sing praises to the Eternal! Strum the harp in unending praise to our God Who blankets the heavens with clouds, sends rain to water the thirsty earth, and pulls up each blade of grass upon the mountainside (Psalm 147:7-8, VOICE).
…for you have been born again [that is, reborn from above—spiritually transformed, renewed, and set apart for His purpose] not of seed which is perishable but [from that which is] imperishable and immortal, that is, through the living and everlasting word of God. For, “All flesh is like grass, and all its glory like the flower of grass. The grass withers and the flower falls off, but the word of the Lord endures forever.” And this is the word [the good news of salvation] which was preached to you (1 Peter 1:23-25, AMP).
The grass isn’t always greener, especially when we first arrive on the other side of our dashed dreams. Yet, we are in intimate relationship with the God Who blankets the heavens with clouds, sends rain to water the thirsty, and pulls up each blade of grass upon every mountainside. The grass isn’t always greener at first, but the Word of our LORD lasts, lush and long, generation by generation.
…Sue…
