Artificial

A few days ago, I was looking outside the window when suddenly my attention was drawn to the differences between both plants . . .

View from my kitchen window . . . and yes, please ignore the grey Aberdeen weather.

On my kitchen window stool, I have two plants seated amongst my Angry Birds collection and two frames with ‘With God, All Things Are Possible’ written in them. Both plants are of the same species and look quite alike although one is real and the other is artificial. I wonder if you’ll be able to guess which is real . . . take a guess and leave your answer in the comment section –ย the one youย chose before you read on and eventually found out the answer ๐Ÿ˜ƒ

I got the real plant from a friend who visited some months ago. I didn’t think it would last this long, to be honest, but it’s doing really great sitting on the window stool receiving its much-needed nutrients from the sun and the drink Boo of life gives it every once in a while.

A few days ago, I was looking out the window when suddenly my attention was drawn to the differences between both plants. It was a conversation that kinda went like this:

His Voice: Can you see the difference between them?

Me: Yes. The real plant has its flowers facing the window while the artificial one is turned away from it.

I knew I didn’t turn the real one in that position. It had to have moved all by itself.

His Voice: (as if hearing my thoughts) Yes. It responds to light, that’s how you know it’s real.

Head and Heart Explosion!

The real plant moves. The real plant feeds. The real plant responds to its surroundings. The real plant responds to light. Then I knew what the Lordย was trying to point out to me: God is the Light, and only when I’mย REALLY His do I respond to Him.

My sheep listen to my voice; I know them, and they follow me.
John 10:27

There were times in my life and my walk with God when I had not heard Him. There were times when the light of the truth in His Word had shone in my heart and I never responded to it. These were the times when I pretended to be close to Him even though I was very far away. My desires were not to please Him but to please myself. I wanted what my will wanted and was willing to do anything to please ME.

There have been times in my life when my response to the light of TRUTH shining towards me was much like the artificial plant in my kitchen. I couldn’t respond because there was no life in me. I was stiffened by my pride and arrogance. Stiffened by my want to satisfy my flesh. Stiffened by sin.

As I write this, I think about King Saul and how, no matter how much he tried, he only kept sinking deeper into disobedience and could not respond to God’s call to repentance. How did he get there? I may not be able to point exactly what he did and at what point he got it wrong, but I can compare the record of his life to that of King David and spot something he did not do:

Investigate my life, O God,
find out everything about me;
Cross-examine and test me,
get a clear picture of what Iโ€™m about;
See for yourself whether Iโ€™ve done anything wrongโ€”
then guide me on the road to eternal life.
Psalm 139:23-24 (MSG)

This was King David’s confession, and there lies the difference between both kings. There was no record of King Saul’s desire to actually please God. Most of the mistakes he made were as a result of his desires to please himself and others around him, and the more he fed such desires, the deeper he sank and the stiffer he became.

So as I continue to ponder over this message, I pray that, like King David, my heart will always remain soft to God’s touch. That like sunflowers waking up each day only to move along the Sun’s path, my life will always respond to the rays of theย Sun of Righteousness. And no matter how many clouds of life try to block His rays, I will always sense them and respond.

Photo byย Aaron Burdenย 

So join me and examine yourself today.

34 thoughts on “Artificial

        1. Ah! That makes sense. I’m in Scotland though, and I don’t think they make much noise about it over here, at least I haven’t noticed. But I’ll keep that in mind, I’ll do anything to have some Turkey ๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚๐Ÿ˜‚

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          1. Scotland! How wonder-full we can connect here. I realize I have been misspelling your name, Alethea. Think that’s right. Anyway, yes turkey dinner is one of my favorites too๐Ÿฆƒ๐ŸฆƒI look forward to learning more about you. Until next time … I will return tomorrow with a new post๐Ÿ’š

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            1. You’ll be surprised if I told you that my name isn’t actually Alethea, but Tosin. Even though I don’t mind being called Alethea though ๐Ÿ˜Š
              Looking forward to your post tomorrow, and looking forward to sharing more with each other, Julie ๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—๐Ÿค—

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  1. Hey friend……I chose the one on the left because it had color to it! Anyway, when I used to live in Colorado on walks I was always amazed at Sunflowers. They turn their faces towards the sun at different times of the day. One day looking at a field of them, I was stunned and heard a voice saying…….turn your face towards ME always! Loved this post! And thank you and blessings on your Thanksgiving week.

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    1. ๐Ÿ˜ƒ
      That’s right, Maxine. Blue is the real one. As I wrote this, I also remembered the sunflowers I used to walk past in front of my friend’s apartment in Malaysia. They intrigued me too, and I do remember getting almost the same message as you did on one of my walks to visit her. God sure wants us focusing on Him, He had to leave reminders everywhere.

      Thanks a lot, sis. And have a wonderful Thanksgiving too! We sure have a lot to be thankful for.

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