Which yields its fruit in season

But I want fruit now. 

I want to always be on top of my game, creating, producing, shining, doing. 

I like the results of contemplation, reflection, planning. 

I just am not a big fan of being inside the process. 

Lectio Divina ( sacred reading) of Psalm 1 today. 

I know this Psalm. 

There won't be anything new. 

The righteous vesus the wicked. 

I choose righteous. 

In first reading, I see the righteous tree yields its fruit in season. 

A modifying phrase I never noticed. 

In season. 

It is okay to float, to relax, to let time slip by. 

Fruit will come when it is ready. 

A relief. 

Be still Sara. 

Know that He is God. 

Know that He is in charge. 

Trust Him. 

My fruit will come, in its season. 

Psalm 1

1 Blessed is the one
    who does not walk in step with the wicked
or stand in the way that sinners take
    or sit in the company of mockers,
2 but whose delight is in the law of the Lord,
    and who meditates on his law day and night.
3 That person is like a tree planted by streams of water,
    which yields its fruit in season
and whose leaf does not wither—
    whatever they do prospers.

4 Not so the wicked!
    They are like chaff
    that the wind blows away.
5 Therefore the wicked will not stand in the judgment,
    nor sinners in the assembly of the righteous.

6 For the Lord watches over the way of the righteous,
    but the way of the wicked leads to destruction.