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Unplowed ground

I've been reading Unstuff lately.  I'll be doing a formal review soon, but it worked in really well with a passage of scripture that I have been meditating upon today.  Here's the passage I've been thinking about



Sow righteousness for yourselves,

reap the fruit of unfailing love,
and break up your unplowed ground;
for it is time to seek the LORD,
until he comes
and showers his righteousness on you.

Hosea 10:12

Here's the idea that I have been noodling on.  When we don't act upon our true desires, but instead leave a ground fallow with the hope of something else then there is a great possibility that weeds and the likes can grow in that ground.  We hold on to things in hopes that it will serve a purpose in our lives, we cling to things with the idea that its value in the future is immense.  But what we could actually be doing is leaving the ground barren and open for something else to grow.  And because we aren't cultivating that area with the intent of serving God, that ground will more than likely grow weeds, weeds that will choke out the good things that God desires for us in our lives. 

Okay, here's a for instance.  We are the parents of one child.  She is wonderful and a blessing.  I acknowledge that blessing far more now than when we first became pregnant.  And why is that?  Because in the past six years, we have been trying to increase our family with more biological children to no avail.  But that is not how God has desired to used our unplowed ground.  There are many blessings that I personally have not been able to reap because I've been keeping a place in my heart unplowed with the hope of more children in our family.  I have focused on preparing that place in my heart for that purpose and have just realized that I have really been missing out because of what that place could have been used for.  Looking back, I can see the opportunities to love and cherish others because I was saving that little place within me for my own unborn children. 
I've decided that it's time to plow the field.  No more fallow land, no more waiting for the conditions to be just right for giving up on a dream, no more wondering what God will do next.  It's just time to break the ground and sow the seed and see what God rises up in that field. 
What unplowed ground do you have in your life?

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