“You crown the year with a bountiful harvest; even the hard pathways overflow with abundance. The grasslands of the wilderness become a lush pasture, and the hillsides blossom with joy.” (Psalm 65:11-12 NLT)
Lately I have been thinking about sowing and reaping. I think it is because we are stumbling into spring now. Mornings are bright, and the sunshine warms my cheeks in the afternoon in such a pleasant way. And now, I am thinking about sowing seeds. Whether it is sowing seeds to grow herbs and vegetables. Or sowing the Word of God into hearts, to grow and edify.
Sowing seeds is never really too much about the seeds we sow. Yes, we need to sow the right seeds to get the right kind of harvest. If you sow apple seeds, you will get apple trees — not watermelons or cucumbers. So, yes, the seed matters. But just the right kind of seed is not enough.
We also need to be mindful of what kind of soil we are using. You cannot sow seeds on rock. You get very bad results if you sow seeds on a hard ground, too. So to get the best results, you want to have good soil. But, as far as the spiritual sowing goes, we can’t always control the kind of soil we have. So we need to pray and hope for the best.
“Other seed fell on shallow soil with underlying rock. The seed sprouted quickly because the soil was shallow. But the plant soon wilted under the hot sun, and since it didn’t have deep roots, it died. Still other seeds fell on fertile soil, and they sprouted, grew, and produced a crop that was thirty, sixty, and even a hundred times as much as had been planted!” (Mark 4:5-6,8 NLT)
The hardest part, I find, is always the waiting. I would rather impatiently overwater the seeds and then stuck them in the sunniest spot of the house, hoping they will grow faster. But the key is to let them grow at their own pace. Yes, water the seeds. Water the plants. Put them in a place where they get the sunlight they need. But then you need to wait. Then I need to wait. And we pray.
Harvest never comes the moment we sow the seeds. And that is hard for me to deal with. But the beauty of the harvest is — that we never know how much we will get. Sometimes a thirty times what we planted. Sometimes we might get even a hundred times as much as we planted. But truly, the harvest will always be bountiful when it comes. And it will always be beautiful.
Happy Tuesday, friends!
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