My eyes delight at the sight of tiny corn plants sprouting in the fields. It must be tricky business for the farmers to plant their crops amidst too much rain or too little, all the while yearning for a good harvest yet to come.
Jesus, thank You for growing us and all the seeds we plant for You. May Your heavenly harvest be huge!
Here’s a simple poem to encourage us as we ready the harvest for Him.
Sickle Select
Planted here on earth
to grow and take root,
am I just taking in the elements
or producing good fruit?
Let me add to the harvest
which one day will come,
laboring for the glory
of the Holy risen Son.
“Thrust in Your sickle and reap, for the time has come for You to reap, for the harvest of the earth is ripe.” Revelation 14:15