All morning long, I have been hearing the word pruning. I even had an image of God with pruning shears in His hand. But the verse that accompanied it did not seem to carry the idea of being cut back, but of coming out. I have been wrestling this out in prayer and study this morning and then the voice of God broke through and said, “It is time for singing!”
Song of Solomon 2:11-14 “The winter is past, The rain is over and gone. The flowers have already appeared in the land; The time has arrived for pruning the vines, and the voice of the turtledove has been heard in our land. The fig tree has ripened its figs; the vines in blossom have given forth their fragrance. Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, come along! O my dove, in the clefts of the rock; in the secret place of the steep pathway; let me see your form; let me hear your voice; For your voice is sweet; your form is lovely.”
The days of being hidden, the days of being locked down, the days of being undercover are over, it is time to come out of hiding and the first command is to sing. Pruning in this verse is synonymous with singing and is better translated as such based on context. Abundance is all around and singing is the natural response to abundance. The winter rains, that kept us indoors have given way to abundance and when we see it we sing. I know it doesn’t look abundant if you watch the news, I know the narrative of the nation is recession, but the report of heaven is abundance. Who’s report are you going to believe?
If we will believe the report of the Lord we will sing, for the time of singing is here. The winter is past, the rains are gone, its time to come out of hiding and sing for you are standing in more abundance than you can see in the natural right now. I am telling you sing, sing, sing to the Lord for everything in the natural is about to be abundant in ways you would have never imagined. The pruning shears in God’s hands are cutting off the head of the enemy so we can sing!