No way could I have ever picked all the cherries this year,
even with the help of friends and family. And now the inevitable is happening.
The ground is littered with overripe cherries, staining the driveway and pressing
into soles.
That which was delicious in its time, on those warm summer
days, is beginning to rot and stain.
The fields are ripe and ready for the picking, Jesus told
his disciples. You can’t do it all: pray for helpers.
Our neighbours and friends don’t all know Jesus. They are
missing out on so much, but we can’t reach them all. Partly because there isn’t
time, and partly because they may need someone else to listen to. People don’t
always respond to friends and family, though they are always watching to see if
we walk the walk.
Press into the Lord of the harvest and pray for helpers. Pray for new ways
to do church. Pray for new ways to present the ancient truth of the gospel.
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