Some years ago, a dear sister of mine, let’s call her Pastor F.T., called me, bubbling with excitement. She had planted some tomatoes, but they eventually wilted and died. I think she had traveled and no one was around to water them. Naturally, she wasn’t thrilled. But then she heard a word in her spirit: “Water it.”
So she did.
A few days later, to her amazement, she noticed the plants sprouting again. What had looked dead was now showing signs of life. Eventually, she harvested tomatoes from what she thought was gone for good. She kept singing, “This is my season to reap what I have sown. Everything is working together for my good.”
I was happy for her, of course. But truthfully? I didn’t fully get her joy. Not deeply. Not personally.
Fast forward to late 2024.
I had bought this indoor plant, low maintenance, just needed water. But toward the end of the year, I noticed the leaves changing color. I trimmed the “dying” parts, hoping to save it. But it got worse until every last leaf was gone. It was done. I was mad and sad, ready to toss it out. I even picked up the jar to throw it away... but something in me said, leave it.
So I did.
Three months passed. This morning, I looked at the pot...and to my shock, it was budding again. New life. After all this time.
Now I fully understand how Pastor F.T. felt that day. Her joy. Her awe. Her song.
And so, I declare over you, in the name that is above every other name, Jesus...that every supposedly dead thing in your life, every virtue, every gift, every God-seed that seems buried or forgotten, receive the Zoe life of God and come back to life.
It’s your season.
Everything is working together for your good.
Don’t throw it away just yet.
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