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Seed……….Time……… and then Harvest

Seed . . .

Cristal was so excited.  It was her first garden.  She had gone to the store and bought some wonderful heirloom seeds.  After having gotten on the internet, she learned that she had to till the soil, add nutrients, and get it ready to receive the seed.  She worked very hard.

When the seeds were in the ground, she marked each row.  In one row, there was carrots and another had beets and yet another had onions.  When she went to the nursery, she bought some tomato plants and some pepper plants.

Impatiently, she waited for the seeds to break the ground.  She would move the soil and peek at the seeds.  It seemed that they were just lying there.  She watered them again.  The next day, she looked and still there was nothing, so once again, she moved the dirt so that she could look at the seeds.  It was very disappointing.

Time . . . . .

Her grandmother called and asked her to come to visit for a week.  Cristal hated to leave the garden, but grandmother seemed lonely.  She went out and watered the garden very good and then packed the car and left for her visit.

When she came back home, she turned off the car and ran back to see the garden.  To her shock and suprise, there were little spears of life coming out of the ground.  Tiny plants were pushing their way up toward the sun.  She scratched her head in wonder.  She had left them alone and they had sprung forth from the seed that she had placed in the good soil.  She had only to wait.

Her mouth watered in anticipation of the day, when the full plant would bear its bounty.  “Time,” she thought, “time is an important part of the process.”

Today’s Lesson:

Christians plant seed in so many ways.  It can be money, time, smiles, clothes, furniture, houses, cars and lands.  We must remember that there is life in the seed.

The seed we plant will bring forth a harvest after its own kind.  We, too, get anxious to receive a harvest.  We will worry our seed, but we need to remember the lesson that Cristal learned.  It takes time.  Time is the key to the harvest.

We have quoted Ecclesiastes and said, “Seed-time and harvest” thinking it was about seasons, but the lesson is about waiting and resting.  We lay the foundation – till the soil of our hearts by giving our lives to the Lord to change us into suitable ground to bear the seed.  We  give our tithes and offerings to the place where we are being discipled.   We give our material goods to those who have need of them.  We give our time in service to others.  When we get weary, we may think that we won’t receive a harvest.

In Galatians we read, “And let us not be weary in well doing: for in due season we shall reap, if we faint not.”

What are you sowing?  Are you giving smiles or frowns, joy and laughter or complaints and sarcasm?  Are you sharing the material goods and the money God has entrusted to you?

Harvest!

Remember this important lesson – we reap what we sow –  later than we sow and greater than we sow.

Think of the corn seed.  You put it in the ground and in time the plant comes up and the ear appears with row upon row of corn for seed and eating.  It is a good picture of how the principle of sowing and reaping works.  Don’t eat all your harvest but sow some of it again to continue reaping a harvest.

What are you sowing?  Share a time when you reaped a harvest.

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Lessons from a Camping Trip

I had the  privilege of primitive camping with my daughter on the old farm that I lived on as a girl.  We don’t own it, but the land owner is generous in letting us set up our tent and have a camp fire   Rachel and I would hike the hills and take lawn chairs to sit out in the middle of creek and eat watermelon that had been cooled in the cold spring that fed the creek.  At night we could hear the coyotes in the distance and the lowing of the cows that grazed in the field nearby.  It was a magical time and we played awesome Christian music loud enough that it echoed through the hills.  My favorite title on that album was “The Trees of the Field.”  I could see those old oak trees dancing along the banks and clapping their branches in joy.

One night, we had a beautiful camp fire and God began to speak to us an allegory of the fire.  It went something like this:

The Fellowship of the Fire of God.

When a fire is started it needs bits of paper (the Word) to get it going.  It needs the wind of the Holy Spirit to fan the flames into greater brightness and as it begins to burn steadily, it needs the dead wood (those who didn’t know the light) to be brought into fellowship with the embers to give it new life.  When embers are scattered, they slowly lose the fire.

The more brightly burning logs that try to go it alone don’t have a chance of staying on fire – but add other embers of dry wood and a little paper (Word) and it will leap into a fiery pillar that shines light all around.  The fire left on its own, with no one to tend it and keep the coals together and feeding it by adding paper and old wood, will eventually die out as it consumes itself.

Then Father God taught us another lesson.  Birth of the Cold Spring:

Another day, we followed the cold spring to its head waters and saw where it creeps out of the earth – living pure water that you can drink and enjoy.  We listened attentively to the sound of the water.  It hurried down the canyon to join yet another spring and fed into the creek.

We had set up our camp at the place where the cold spring and the creek join as one.  When you look at the water, you can no longer can you tell where one ends and the other begins but when you are in the water however, the spring is very cold and the creek water is much warmer, but in just a few feet, it is all mixed together and it is one.

I pondered these lessons and this is what came to me.

The absolute absence of man and his influence draws us closer to our Creator.  We are able to stop and be silent and hear the sounds of God’s creation.  The woodpecker taps out his morning song in search of food.  The mourning dove sings her mournful sound reminding us that the fish are biting.  The cold spring laughing as it falls over an old tree brings joy to the heart.  The locust, crickets and birds add to the symphony.  There is barely a whisper of wind and the beautiful peace encompasses and fills us with the love of God.

The last night we saw the stars dazzle us with their beauty as they shone upon us in their full radiance seldom seen in our light polluted world.  Oh, how vast and limitless are the wonders of God.  How pleasing are His ways.

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