I harvested my pumpkins this morning. It took about a minute.
Sigh. Not much of a pie here. They’re not even orange. Big disappointment.
Why didn’t they grow more? Why aren’t they orange? Why did
three plants yield only this meagre harvest?
Lack of rain, and a gardener negligent at watering. Lack of
nutrients in the soil perhaps? Lack of sunshine to ripen them?
The stem connecting the bigger pumpkin to the vine was
withering and black. Left any longer, and I imagine the pumpkin itself would
have begun to rot.
‘I am the vine,’ Jesus said. Stay connected.
Circumstances can strain that connection from my end. The stem
of faith connected to Jesus can face challenges in this crazy world, challenges
conspiring to wither and break my grip on Jesus.
‘I’ve got you,’ Jesus assures us. ‘My right hand upholds
you. You’ll always have a tough time in this world, but don’t worry: I’ve
overcome the world.’
What a relief. It’s not all down to me. In fact, none of it
is down to me. I surrender.
I offer myself wholly to you, my loving Father and Lord. May
I be so nourished from your word today, encouraged by your love and surprised
by the delightful details you sprinkle into my life that my faith in and love
for you swells and matures.
When my time here on earth is up, may you not be
disappointed in the harvest.
Your assurance is that as I remain in Jesus, so the harvest
of my life is found in Him. You look at me, Father, and you see Jesus. Praise Him.
No disappointments there.
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