When Less Is More Chill nights and fall rains reduce, eliminate. Leaves that trees have spent a season making drop, one by one, then, in a gust of wind, by hundreds—by thousands-- then they are gone. Sprawling vines, succulent and thriving in summer warmth, cower at the first touch of frost, then sink into the earth from which they sprang. Autumn pulls down the curtain of external things and reveals what remains. The trees have grown-- their skeletons are taller than they were a year ago. Our young forest races toward maturity. Pumpkins, once submerged in a green sea, repose on the grass like stranded driftwood on the beach as summer-tide retreats and winter low approaches. It is right that this should be. There is pleasure in the changing seasons, rest from toil, hearth and soup and cookies hot from the oven. It is right to see what would otherwise remain unseen, to peer beneath the verdure to the fruit, to see the purpose in rampant growth of season well-spent. It’s harder to appreciate the reductions of life. In moments when the curtain is pulled back on the essence of our lives; when a thousand exertions quiver and drop like leaves in an autumn breeze; when we’re touched by the frost of an unexpected grief or the realization of a long-awaited sorrow; when, as the sun goes down, nagging questions persist, unanswered; when we’re out of time and know it-- Then we see what we really are and catch a glimpse of what God is after in the course of our ordinary lives. Reduced, we find out that God is in the business of exchanging beauty for glory, busyness for worship, strength for dependence, achievement for fruitfulness, and wealth for treasure in the heavens. It’s startling to see what God values, to understand—to reckon with the fact that He is after hearts, not just heads, that He cares more about fruit that remains, than showy activities, that He might be pleased to let the fulfillment of our visions tarry, if in waiting, we learn to wait on Him. God’s proving ground—His reductions-- are a chance to see Him and who we are in His sight-- to become, not just to do-- to taste our less, which is His more. Father, thank You for less: I would know Your courage to go on when all my courage is spent, Your love when I’ve depleted my selfish resources . . . I would know You rather than just disconnected facts about You . . . Your way when my own way is obscured. I would that my life declare Jesus to a world needing to see more than a bunch of leaves. Thus says the Lord:
“Let not the wise man boast in his wisdom, let not the mighty man boast in his might, let not the rich man boast in his riches, but let him who boasts boast in this, that he understands and knows me, that I am the Lord who practices steadfast love, justice, and righteousness in the earth. For in these things I delight, declares the Lord.” Jeremiah 9:23–24 Photos courtesy of Anna Robbins © October 2011 by Robert G. Robbins
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10/22/2011 02:58:49 am
A beautiful thought beautifully composed. Thank-you for sharing.
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Auntie S
10/24/2011 09:52:47 am
Deep thoughts...lovely, moving pictures. Thanks, once again Rob, for stirring awareness and pointing toward the big picture. The important is so easily obscured by the demands of the mundane. Love to you....Auntie S
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