This is my favorite picture of my grandpa.
He loved the feel of an ear of corn in his hands.
I wrote about him last spring. (Find it here.)
It only seems fitting to write about him now, at harvest time.
I have fond memories of late fall evenings in the seed house, watching my grandpa and my dad fill bag after bag of dried seed corn. Those kernels had soaked up sun and rain all summer long. The cobs had been picked and shelled, and mountains of corn had gone through the drying process. The fields had done their job, producing hundreds of kernels from every single seed planted. Father and son had done their job, cultivating and reaping. They poured in the produce, weighed each bushel and sewed every bag shut. In the spring, those bags of Trelay corn would go out on trucks to waiting farmers.
I wish we could see a turn-around like that for every spiritual seed that was planted. The truth is, we might not see any harvest for all our efforts. We simply do our best and have to leave the rest to God.
Paul gives us an encouraging word in Galatians 6:9, “Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”
Don’t give up.
That’s the key.
Don’t give up on studying the Bible.
Don’t give up on meeting together.
Don’t give up on praying.
Don’t give up on loving people.
Don’t give up on living for Jesus.
Don’t give up on believing.
“The harvest is great, but the workers are few.”
Let’s get to it.