As August ends and September begins summer days seem to dwindle along with our pile of flip flops. Before the leaves really start to turn another big event is about to unfold. Harvest time. The time to gather in the season’s crops that were once seeds of dreams.
A seasoned farmer knows from experience what to plant each year; they know how to test the soil to see if certain crops will grow. They care for their field by planting straight rows, removing weeds, watering, maybe even a little praying. Ready or not harvest time comes calling.
Whenever I pass a field with combines and tractors rolling along I think of how important farmers are to us; how much of our food source comes from their harvest and at the same time think of how important it is to produce good in life. Like planting seeds of joy and kindness wherever our footsteps take us. I also am aware it is just as easy to spread seeds of despair and destruction in our tracks.
In Saint Paul’s letter to the Galatians he writes about harvest time. “You will reap exactly what you plant. If you plant in the field of your natural desires, from it you will gather the harvest of death: if you plant in the field of the Spirit, from the Spirit you will gather the harvest of eternal life.”
One must know what they are planting as they go throwing seeds to the wind. Goodness produces joy and kindness. Wickedness results in despair and destruction.
Its harvest time; make sure God and goodness are your crops as you gather to share the produce of faith, hope, and love.
Godspeed and happy harvest.