Blueberries are one of my very favorite fruits. They grow wild around here. I have a friend that made me blueberry jam recently and I ration it's deliciousness.
When the Lord speaks to me on matters of my heart He does so in many ways. One way is through vision and dreams. This evening I found myself tested a bit. A bit heated. A bit under fire. Often times I do not like my own spontaneous reactions. They aren't pretty when I let a situation get the best of me. However, the Lord showed me an image of fresh blueberries on their bush waiting to be picked.
He was quick to remind me that when you cook or mash a blueberry you actually get the color purple. So I asked friends what they thought of when presented the word purple and the answers were such a variety but the one that stood out was Royalty. Jesus.
So, I looked up a bit on the color purple. Some say it's significant because red and blue make purple. Some point out that the color purple was expensive to use as a dye. Some pointed out that Jesus was clothed in purple before dying on the cross. What I thought was interesting was was red signifies the blood and blue signifies the law or even heaven.
What the Lord needed me to recognize was that when this fruit is under pressure it exudes purple. When I am under pressure I should do the same. I should remember Whose daughter I am and Who paid the price for me to be free. Nothing should come out of me that does not represent who I am. I am a daughter of the King of kings.
My demeanor under pressure should be that of royalty and excellence; prestige and nobility. I should believe that my Father who holds the keys to His Kingdom has also given me access. I should believe that no weapon formed against me will prevail. I should remember the wealth He has bestowed in this life's journey and that which He has prepared for me with Him.
He lives and rules in the hearts of those who are His. I am one of those.
Having received forgiveness through His blood, we will one day enter into Heaven and see our King in all His splendor.
His tiny "blue" berry reminds us of Whose we are.
I am birth mom to my 3 boys, foster mom to 2 sweet babies, wife to my high school sweet heart, and daughter to my King. I love to write. I am no scholar but I love my Lord and He helps me.