Winter’s final frost gave way to the gentle rains of spring, and the Master gardener surveyed one particular bush with careful scrutiny. Yes, this one showed sign of needed refreshing. Criss-crossing boughs grew in every direction. With practiced eye, His shears snipped away at the offending branches one by one.
Finally, the little bush could stand it no more. “You don’t understand, Sir. Why must you strip so many away at once? Those branches are so dear to me. I love them.”
“No, they must go. You will soon see,” the Gardener softly replied.
“Oh, ouch! Not that one too! Surely You can see how dearly I need that branch, Master?” Moisture welled up at the raw cut.
“Be still now, little one. You will soon see why this must be.” The Master’s voice soothed her frantic cries with each cut at her well-beloved boughs. She surveyed her once full branches gracing the ground and sighed, but she held her peace now. Few branches remained, but there were a few.
In the light of her Master’s face, she saw His joy and she drew comfort from His presence. He watered her and drew the soil closely around the base of her trunk. His provision sustained all of her needs, and hungrily her roots soaked in His nourishment. Patiently, daily, he maintained her progress. With the bloom of the first rose, the little bush sighed in delight at the marked beauty. Each rose burst open so much bigger and brighter than those of last season. She now understood the careful tending of the Gardener’s skillful pruning. Though painful, those needless branches had been diverting the nutrients needed to deepen her roots and strengthen her blossoms. The Master’s glory so clearly showed forth from His little rose bush this season.
I had to be reminded again today that He is enough. Though so many of my favorite branches lay lifeless on the ground, He is fulfilling His purpose to strengthen that which remains. So good are all His works and all of His ways. Blessings and peace to you today, my friends!