Harvest

I love this time of year. Fall, there are so many colors and smells. There is so many fruits and vegetables in abundance.

There is an excitement in the air, a kind of energy or maybe it is just the feel of urgency, needing to get things done before bad weather.

Nothing ever gave me such comfort as a well stocked, warm house, with all my family members at home.

Fall is also apple picking time. I enjoy going to the orchards to buy apples, cider, and  apple butter. And then going home to make pies, cobbler, apple dumplings, and apple crisp. 

I love apples. But what I liked best was that someone had already picked and sorted all the apples, all I had to do was purchase them, then my work would begin once at home.

Jesus knew something about a harvest too. He saw the plentiful harvest, the distressed and dispirited people. 

And like me with my apples, He saw so much promise in the bushels of people. 

Jesus purchased this harvest, with His blood.

And now our work begins. It is up to us to spread the love of Jesus. We, like Jesus, need to have compassion on the distressed and dispirited.

Let's roll up our sleeves and get busy. We can't harvest the fields if we don't go to the fields. Where do you find hurting people? You don't have to look far.

Jesus was going through all the cities and villages. Seeing the people, He felt compassion for them, because they were distressed and dispirited like sheep without a shepherd. 

Then He said to His disciples, "The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Therefore beseech the Lord of the harvest to send out workers into His harvest." (Matthew 9:35a-38 NASB)