She listened patiently and nodded in understanding as I explained the process. First there are flowers. Next green berries. Then red. Then purple. And they finally deepen to be so dark they look black.
“Oh yeah.” She was happy with my explanation and moved on to other things. Phew.
But I couldn’t move on. Our conversation stuck with me all day.
That’s how God can call me precious, holy, faithful, beautiful, worthy, pure, gifted, strong, clean, a blessing.
An unripe berry is not unacceptable. There is no doubt it will become what it is becoming. And so it is named for its destiny not for its status today.
Thank Yahweh for His vision for me! And for His craftmanship in my life.
It might look like I’m a green berry but my Creator calls me blackberry. And I’m becoming.
I think green blackberries are going to be a new annual joy in my life.
You’re beautiful from head to toe, my dear love, beautiful beyond compare, absolutely flawless. Song of Solomon 4:7
How are you? Do you doubt your worth? How is God speaking to you about your identity these days? I’d love to hear your story.
Want to read through the Bible with me? Today’s readings are: Psalm 82, 83; John 18:1-40