This morning I was visiting with the Lord again, but this time I did not journal like I do normally. The 2 way converastion did not get typed up. I normally like to type it up as it is flowing because I can always re-read and remember later what He said. Since I didn’t this morning and still want to share, now I have to paraphrase and share the gist of it.
In a nutshell, the Lord was saying how roses are roses because He made them so. Roses don’t have to work at being roses. They don’t have to work to produce their fragrance. Or their color. He created them to be roses and so they are. Even if I go cut roses and put them in a vase, they are still roses. Even if I go transplant a rose bush, their flowers are still roses. Even if I killed off a rose bush, there are still other rose bushes elsewhere and it doesn’t make roses cease to exist. Even if a rose wilted and died, it is still called a rose. And that is because He made them roses and that is what they are. And the same with me. He made me and loves me and enjoys who I am because that is who He made me to be. I don’t have to strive to be whom He made me to be. I don’t have to accomplish great things to become whom He made me to be. Whether I live or die, I am whom He made me to be. And I can relax in that. He enjoys me like I enjoy roses and their frangrance. I can rest in that and don’t need to perform to become nor to be loved and enjoyed anymore by Him then what I am already.
I currently have a vase of roses on my glass table, they are starting to wilt and I was just thinking that it’s time to get rid of them, but even so, their frangrance is strong in the living room. Then the Lord used them to share truth with me today. I don’t know how long before performance will be broken off me.