A Journey Towards Fruitfulness

As I read and research scripture during my early morning hours of study, the recurrent theme lately has been focused on words associated with foods. Time and time again the word references point me towards nourishment of physical, mental and spiritual nature. Fruit, bread, salt, hunger, thirst, feeding, fasting, tables, gathering are all words prompting me to dig deeper into the truest meanings, the hidden nuances of their symbolism, and what God is pointing me to with these words.

Fruitfulness is a word that has been playing on repeat in my head for years, recurring over and over again in a theme, creating a framework and direction for me to begin this writing adventure. It was the basis upon which I wrote, submitted, and won a local writing contest for an article entitled, “A Fruitful Legacy,“ from whence this blog arose. It hasn’t stopped pressing upon me, this fruitfulness, over the course of time. I hear it calling me to come out into deeper water with it, so I must comply.

Life, time, job pressures, sick children and a crumbling marriage have a way of distracting, destroying, defeating and discouraging us. I’ve been riddled with each of these since I wrote that first article. Reaching rock-bottom, starting over again after the failure to make things work out the way I had originally intended, has given me some clarity I might not of gained otherwise, if not for the disaster that has come over my life.

Disease, death, divorce, and decisions all have the ability to send our lives careening off-road. Whether it was through our own carelessness, the missteps of others, or both, we still find ourselves at the bottom of a deep, dark ditch. I’ve heard many times that this is the place from which we sometimes have to push ourselves off from, to rise back to the top. I’m determined that this won’t be the end of my story, but rather the beginning of a new, but different one. The only way out is through and I’m turning it all over God. I’m learning to walk again in Him, to focus on His words and plans, not my own or anyone else’s. Focused on relearning basic truths and taking foundational steps towards His light at the top of the ditch is the only way to rise up from the crash site. I’m writing words I desperately need to read, in order to re-create a life and legacy worthy of my calling. If you find yourself in this dark place with me, let’s push off together, rising back up to the fruitful life He intended.