I bought a trellis for my rose bush this weekend.
It’s for its own good.
It gives stability for the plant’s long, gangly branches that hang down to the ground. And it provides a framework to display its beauty.
But does the rose understand what I’m doing for it?
Does it resent being tied to a frame – limiting its growth to one direction or one plane? Is it grateful for the support? The stability it offers? Will it feel different from the other plants that don’t get that kind of support?
This project caused me to think about my life and how I am like a rose bush
I want to have the freedom to go in any direction I choose or feel led. But do I need a trellis? And what is it for me?
For me, the Bible gives me guidance, structure, some might say wisdom. But do I see it as wisdom and embrace it willingly? Always? Or sometimes, do I see it as restriction, leading me in a limited path that seemingly restricts my freedom of choice?
I would love to say I embrace it all the time. But I have fought it, tried to get around it, occasionally wondered what my life would be had I taken a different path.
I hope, with the support of the trellis, my rose bush will stand tall, displaying its beauty and fragrance for all to enjoy.
And I hope my life will be the same. That God will be my gardener. And that I will embrace His Word to direct, guide, encourage, support and strengthen me whenever and however I need it. So that I will stand tall, displaying His honor and His grace for all to see.