Not too soft.
Not too firm.
No bruises.
Stem still attached.
Red pears are for wishing.
I learned a long time ago that you could wish on a red pear then eat it. The wish would lie inside of you among the sweet pear goodness and grow until its seeds sprouted roots that wrapped themselves around heart and soul...until you believed. (You never heard this?)
The right word dropped into a life is like that. You may be seeding someone else's life or your own. While you can't always avoid it, try words without bruises. They are sometimes the best for growing things worth having. And remember believing is seeing, not the other way around.*
I may have made a story up once upon time to get a little boy to eat his fruit but all that aside, we are in a season of wishing, of hoping, of looking forward to something.
As Christ-lovers, for us it is not so much about finding a package under the tree but of becoming that package. To secure the ground He paid for. To work the works He did. To have a well lived life to offer Him. To hold within ourselves an exquisite treasure. We can do all He has ordained but it's first the treasure then the wishing.
If you remain in me and my words remain in you, ask whatever you wish, and it will be done for you. John 15:7
May you find a wishing pear (lots of them) as you journey toward Christmas.
kl
*Faith is the very first thing you should pack in a hope chest. (Sarah Ban Breathnach)
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