I was doing the mundane. Wiping the ledges in the
conservatory, where tomato plants soar and collapse, nearing the end of
production. I was clearing away the corpses of numerous dead flying insects.
We had noticed that one of the tomato plants shared its pot
with a rogue vine. We’d admired some pretty yellow flowers it bore as it
entwined amongst the geraniums. We’d wondered if it were perhaps a cucumber or
courgette that had somehow been left in the compost.
Yesterday, though, my intention was clearing up the tangled
mess. As I unwound the vine from some geraniums, I realised it carried weight.
I looked again.
Treasure! There in the corner of the windows sat a melon. A
small melon, true, but unmistakably a melon. Suddenly I realised I needed to
keep watering! How exciting to harvest a melon! What a surprise!
It’s in the midst of the mundane, everyday that we sometimes
unearth the gold, the treasure. A routine conversation can suddenly light up
when something precious is shared.
A routine quiet time with God can be transformed into holy
ground as he sweeps in with words of encouragement or comfort, calling you into
a new season or re-anointing you to persevere in the season you’re in.
‘Your name is like honey on my lips,’ we sang a decade or so
ago. ‘Your Spirit’s like water to my soul; your word is a lamp to my feet.’
Jesus, we love you.
May we all discover the treasure which lies concealed in
unexpected places today.
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