I believe the Lord is calling us to be that solitary life, when necessary, to bring Life — His life — into the barrenness of the world. Unafraid. Steadfast. Immovable.

High atop the mountain ridge stands a lone evergreen surrounded by the stark, barren trunks and branches of a full forest of deciduous trees. Oak and locust, elm and maple packed in like a crowded marketplace speak clearly of the dead of winter.

But one solitary evergreen stands alone.

I noticed it for the first time today when Blue and I were returning home from our walk.

It’s odd to see a pop of deep green in the midst of winter gray and brown. A cluster of evergreens, yes. But one solitary tree shouting life in the dead of winter … well, it spoke to my heart.

One solitary life changed me forever and gave me eternal life.

His name is Jesus.

One solitary evergreen.

I believe the Lord is calling us to be that solitary life, when necessary, to bring Life — His life — into the barrenness of the world. Unafraid. Steadfast. Immovable.

Be Life in the dead places.

Life in the broken places.

Life where no hope can be found.

Are we willing to declare the glory of the Lord, even if it means standing alone?


“Therefore, my dear brothers and sisters, stand firm. Let nothing move you. Always give yourselves fully to the work of the Lord, because you know that your labor in the Lord is not in vain.” ~ 1 Corinthians 15:58, NIV

The darkness in this world is growing darker. There is an urgency all about us. But this I know: the darker the darkness becomes, the brighter is the Light of Christ.

People are drawn to the Light.

I prefer being part of a cluster of evergreens, but if necessary, I will stand alone and declare the glory of the Lord.

Will you?

Selah

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Sweet blessings to you,

NAN