
through rain and mist and woods forlorn,
for the winter had torn limbs here and there,
and a heaviness clung to the morning air.
I stood on the bank by the meadow bleak,
with my head hung low, down and weak,
for what have I done to deserve great love
from such a Savior and King above?
Circles spun on the water’s face
when raindrops fell softly to their place,
and clouds swirled free in the pool’s dark depths
when winds encircled off Heaven’s steps.
Then there on the water, the sun came shining!
His words of love to me reminding;
pledging gladness through oaks as the sky turned blue
and encouraging wonder in all things new!
What grace shines upon the pond by the wood!
What joy restored and understood!
For I know Jesus loves me with all His heart,
and from me, it never, nor ever, will part.
To appoint unto them that mourn in Zion,
to give unto them beauty for ashes,
the oil of joy for mourning,
the garment of praise for the spirit of heaviness;
that they might be called trees of righteousness,
the planting of the LORD, that he might be glorified.
Isaiah 61:3
THE POND BY THE WOOD
Fallen branches and debris from winter’s harshness litter the woodland floor. It's not a pretty time in the woods. There isn't any greenery to speak of and the imperfections in the domain are clearly seen. As we trek to the pond up a gnarly path, we remember the road to the cross taken by Jesus Christ.
As we stand beside the pond by the wood, we contemplate these verses. The Man of Sorrows took upon Himself our sorrows for our sin debt. The Man acquainted with grief knew our grief. Only the innocent blood that was sacrificed by God's anointed could pay the price for our eternal redemption. Only Jesus Christ, the Son of God, could solve our sin problem.
Why would Jesus die for us? The answer is this: He loves us! In the light reflecting on the pond from morning sunshine, it is clear to see Christ's grace. Because Jesus loves us so much and went to the cross for us, should we not strive to repent of our wrongs? Because He was wounded for our transgressions and bruised for our iniquities, should we not obey the command to repent?
What joy comes from restoration of the soul! Joy comes with the dawn! Only Jesus can restore the human soul. As the sun shoos away clouds of darkness, we feel ugliness dissipate from us. As the sun beams to the woodland floor to restore the greens shoots that will come up with April rains and more sunshine, we stretch our roots and bask in the nourishing sunshine and gentle rains. Spring returns, in the woods and our souls. Renewal returns from repentance.