this is the season of long, steamy canning days.
...and singing meek praises of gratitude!
this is the season of eager helpers...
this is the season of blooms and butterflies...
This is the season of endless culinary options and delights...
This is the harvest season!!
Imagine if, with the same urgency we have
to gather in the harvest
(esp. when it looks like rain)
we rushed to the harvest fields
Jesus called all believers to!
When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them,
because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd.
Then he said to his disciples, “The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few.
Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.”
We have no time to lose or pine
For harvest season does not stay
The fruit hangs heavy on the vine
Then we must toil without delay
With reverence for Judgement Day
Now is the time to gather in
For harvest season does not wait
But beckons from the laden limb
Where grace still draws ajar dawn’s gate
Then work before it is too late
We have no time to idle stand
For harvest season is so brief
Winter and death are close at hand
Its step trembles in ev’ry leaf
With verges of hunger and grief
Now is the time to labor long
Where harvest season’s bowers bow
Beneath the tolling of a gong
Who knows how long God will allow
The Time to gather in called Now
© Janet Martin
I tell you, now is the time of God’s favor,
now is the day of salvation.
The Great Commission
And Jesus came and spoke to them, saying,
“All authority has been given to Me in heaven and on earth.
baptizing them in the name of the Father and of the Son and of the Holy Spirit,
20teaching them to observe all things that I have commanded you;
and lo, I am with you always, even to the end of the age.”