The King's Garden

"My beloved is gone down into his garden, to the beds of spices, to feed in the gardens, and to gather lilies. I am my beloved's, and my beloved is mine: he feedeth among the lilies."- Song of Solomon 6:2-3              
 

God keeps the best flowers in His garden. He guards them jealously; their beauty; their fragrance; their pollen; their nectar; their ability to make honey and the joy that they bring. 

He knows that a flower- once plucked- does not last very long. So, He waits until one He trusts, one proven to be a good, faithful and trustworthy gardener comes along. Then, and only then, does He hand over His most prized possession. Only then is the transplant initiated.

He informs the gardener of the exact specifications required for the fruitful, flourishing care of each unique specimen. See, a flower cannot simply be handed over. The right environment must be maintained for optimal growth and everlasting beauty. Similar to how a green house creates the optimal temperature, humidity and external levels to allow plants to grow outside of their natural habitat. So, does the King give the gardener all this insight to care for the specific flower chosen to be in his committed care, with all the passion and tenderness that He originally did.

Once the gardener has received this knowledge, the transplant is ready to begin. The soil must be fertile, the nutrients just right: ALL FACTORS will point to a healthy new home being made available to this flower with all the amenities she has become accustomed to in the palace. Not just material substance- but spiritual sustenance. A good gardener knows how to feed his flower; to preserve her; to usher her into her true beauty and to remind her that she ultimately belongs to the King. He is but a steward for the Kingdom.

So, don't rush to leave the King's Garden, where all your needs are implicitly catered for. Wait for the gardener He appoints to care for you through and into your Destiny in Him. Be content and patient. Enjoy the freedom and safety of His palace walls. He will send one who knows your TRUE VALUE, POTENTIAL and WORTH. He will send one who will look after and protect your beauty, defend your purity and propel you into your purpose just as He does.

So wait, and enjoy being in the Master's care. There is no better place to be than in The King's Garden. For, He is always there.

 

 

 

Be #INCouraged

In Christ

©2013 Allison Marche' Pillay

Deck the Halls.....With Prayer

Hi Friends,

Wow! It's really been a while. Too long! I hope that you are all doing well and that God's love has brought you into a place of abundant grace and blessing.

Can you believe that we are just 10 days away from Christmas!!! It's crazy! Well, in between all the joy of the season, I have witnessed much pain and loss by some members of the Body. I believe that this is why it is so critical to be sensitive during this period. Not everyone is in the same place, and to some this can be the loneliest, most difficult period of the year.

For many this year has been a struggle and they simply can't wait for it to be over. To them I say, be encouraged, for God says in Isaiah 43:18,19:

"Remember you not the former things neither consider the things of old.

Behold I WILL do a new thing; NOW it SHALL spring forth; shall you not know it? I will even make a WAY in the wilderness, and rivers in the desert."

It's not over till God says so, so hold on and know that Victory awaits you NOW. It is here. God will help you to cross over and transition into your HOPE. Just trust in Him and allow His Spirit to direct your thoughts towards Victory in Christ! 


Let us also not forget the widows, orphans, elderly, those divorced, widowed, unemployed, impoverished, alone, broken, abused, etc. This is what is addressed in Isaiah 58:6-8:

"Is this not the fast that I have chosen? To loose the bands of wickedness, to undo the heavy burdens and to let the oppressed go free, and that you break every yoke"-  v6

Last night, at a youth festival in a local community riddled with social ills (from drugs and prostitution to murder and mayhem), it became so evident the need to continually remain prayerful during this season. There is so much going on in our communities, that we can often try to drown it out with our own happiness and festive oblivion. Yet, God is calling us to be a light shining brighter and brighter into day for those who cannot see. Now, this does not mean that we should not celebrate a good year of God's grace- but rather that we extend that same grace to those so in need of it. And we don't have to go far to find a worthy candidate...

The preacher who shared last night mentioned how after Jesus was born, King Herod then sent out a command to execute all the babies born during that season in the Kingdom. (Matthew 2:16) This was such a revelation to me as I realized that during this season, so many negative things do take place especially to children. It is thus vital to remain under God's protective covering in His Word and under Christ's blood (Psalm 91).

We have to take authority over that spirit of death released so many years ago against our children in this season. Our condolences, heartfelt sympathies and prayers go out to those families of the Newton incident in Connecticut. Tragedies such as this are so painful- especially during this time of year. Therefore, it is not a season to get slack beloved. It is not a season to overindulge or overspend or become spiritually lackadaisical. Let's get into God, more than ever.

It is not a time to get off the wall, but to remained stationed in the Spirit- militant. This is still a war. Souls are on the line. Cover your families, your children, your communities. Make a hedge and block off every entrance to the enemy and REJOICE in the victory of Christ.

GOD is still on the throne. Therefore, let us remain watchmen on the walls and deck the halls with Prayer. (Isaiah 62:6)

Rest in His love and walk in His Spirit as you prepare to have your:

#BestChristmasEVER!!

Be #INCouraged

In Christ

© 2012 Allison Pillay

the antithesis of a Poet [!]

antithesis of a Poet

Let my words speak for themselves:

Bold, Crunchy, Smooth, Rough

Like peanut-butter on bread

Spread it on. Thick.

Take a bite. Eat.

Be enlightened.

Grow.

Let my words speak for themselves

For if you look at me you may not relate

For you will find:

No afro hair,

No emancipative stare,

No slogan tee,

No cause to free-

Just me

Relatively speaking, I am not what you see

I am what I speak

Having the power of life and death on my taste-buds

I choose Life

And boy… is it sweet!

Let my words speak for themselves

For they have life,

And can give life;

If you will receive LIFE

Let my words speak for themselves

For maybe within them you may recognize:

Footsteps heard in shoes you once wore

The taste of an-almost love that knocked at your door

Fears of the future, concealed in your past

Dying for truth;

Living for lies in contrast to:

Hope

Let my words speak for themselves;

For, I am the antithesis of a Poet

Here you will see:

No poetry slams, no hip-hop jams

No feminist fads or political jabs

No mentality of race, but a desire for space

To

                                                                                              just 

be

                                                     Me.

I couldn’t colour outside the lines ‘cos I didn’t even have a pencil

When I stopped to ask for directions, teacher’s just handed me a stencil

But, I knew I was born “break the mould”

I Love Life

But I’m not sold

Cos’ I was bought with a price

And it’s so nice

To finally be free,

Basking in my True Identity

Found only in Him who has gone before me,

Loves me; adores me

Constantly assures me

That I am made in the image of ONE- who is three

The perfect design of a spiritual being

Beautiful, adorable- altogether irreplaceable

Born to love and to be loved; my heart- unshakeable

In passion, alive with fire and mystery

Designed to show forth the praises of The Holy Trinity

To testify of the wonders of His grace and glory

To speak Fire and Life; to share my story…

Let my words speak for themselves

For I am the antithesis of a poet,

I am conduit

“He who believes in me as the Scripture has said: ‘From his innermost being will flow rivers of living water.‘” John 7:38

Until then...

Keep becoming His best.

© 2012 Allison Pillay