Harvest Time
by
Barbara Philbrook
Harvest time is when we reap what
we sow,
when planters of crops collect what they grow.
After dispersing the seeds and cultivating them for a season,
the gleaning of the crop is delightfully pleasing.
Faithfully having removed weeds
and battling garden pests,
barely taking time in between to rest.
Now at this the culmination of the season,
comes the purpose of why we plant this is the reason.
Harvest time when we gather in the
crop,
when we know if our work was proficient or not.
There is also a Spiritual Harvest coming due,
when we'll know if our service to God is adept too.
In this work only the planting of
the seed is our part,
God takes over once the seed is in the recipient's heart.
We let the light of Jesus shine from within,
so the seed can get established and their new life begin.
God does the nurturing and the
pruning you see,
leading each precious soul on to their own destiny.
Harvest time for God is just about here,
when the yield is brought home will your share be there?
Will the seeds you were to
disperse have grown,
or will it be bare where they were to be sown?
Harvest Time is fast drawing near,
you will want every soul you could have reached to be there.
So plant the seeds plant them
well,
let's reach all that we can let's save them from Hell.
![Back to Barbara's Poetry](back2-p.gif)
|