July 23, 2014

A Fruitful Vine



Psalm 128:1-4

"How joyful are those who fear the LORDall who follow his ways! 
You will enjoy the fruit of your labor. How joyful and prosperous you will be! 
Your wife will be like a fruitful grapevine, flourishing within your home. 
Your children will be like vigorous young olive trees as they sit around your table.
That is the LORD’s blessing for those who fear him."

"Your wife will be like a fruitful grapevine, flourishing within your home. Your children will be like vigorous young olive trees as they sit around your table." It's one of my absolute favorite verses. It embodies everything I hold closest to my heart . . . my marriage, my family, my home, my table. You too? (Of course!)

Today, we begin the transition from wives to mothers in our week of devotions.  We hold our empty hands before the throne of Grace and beg Him fill us.  Today, we are joyful, for we are women who fear the Lord and follow his ways! 

As wives...
The King James Version translates verse three this way, "Thy wife shall be as a fruitful vine by the sides of thine house" (italics, mine). I love Matthew Henry's observation of this translation in his bible commentary, "Her place is by the sides of the house, not under-foot to be trampled on, nor yet upon the house-top to domineer...but on the side of the house, being a rib out of the side of the man." {Isn't that soooo good?}

Look to the man who fears the Lord, and behold his fruitful wife alongside him, flourishing! Let's pause here to pray for our husbands--that they might fear the Lord.

As moms...
Our children will be vigorous (got boys!?) young olive trees as they sit (got girls!?) around our tables.

There is a gathering. A family coming together.  Here, the family sits around the table.  There is food and warmth and bonding.  There is eye contact.  Laughter.  Gentle-ribbing. Encouragement.  The day's highs and lows.  Here, it is safe. Here, it is home.

Beloved, as we step into our week as mothers, let's gather our olive shoots and God-fearing men to the table.  Let it wash over you. Soak in the blessing of our families.  And be filled to the measure of all the fullness of God!





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