Making Jesus the Centre

“For if the firstfruit is holy, the lump is also holy; and if the root is holy, so are the branches.”  Romans 11:16

Reading through Romans recently, this verse broken open and blessed me in a new way.  I was reading the Scripture at the start of the day; a holy and clean start to the day.  A glorious and true start to the day.  And how much more opportunity has Daddy to sow good things into my day, onto my tongue, into my thoughts.  The firstfruit is holy; the lump of the day, the time allotted, is also holy.

We are holy creatures.  We live and breathe the life of God.  Our deeds echo in eternity.   Our hearts flame with love for the Almighty who made us and who called us and who loves us.  His deeds are the deeds we long to do.  His will is the resolve that we seek to enact.

If the root is holy… Our supply must come from him.  Where the supply is pure, uncontaminated, and pulling up goodness, then the branches will be full of that goodness.

What about the unholy lump?  How about the unholy, unsanctified branches?  How can a lump be holy, the fullness of the harvest, if the firstfruits have been offered to an idol?  How can the whole crop be set aside for Daddy’s joy and delight, when the first of that crop has been selfishly consumed, with no thought or gratitude to the One who gave it in the first place?  How quickly and almost imperceptibly do our days rush away from us, does our time get stolen, and holiness does not increase.

Yet we have this promise and this declaration that can be recognised both in God’s people, as we are grafted in to the faith of Abraham, and also in our daily journeys: “If part of the dough offered as firstfruits is holy, then the whole batch is holy; if the root is holy, so are the branches.”

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About stayingfaithful

I am looking for anything that relates to life and to a fuller life. I am bored by the normal and the natural and interested in the supernatural. There must be more than this. We were put on this earth for more than a nine to five prison, as someone said a few years ago.
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