Carrying on after Julie's rested words and response to presence last week, I too was deeply moved by an experience I had last weekend. Aren't there so many spiritual truths available
to us in our everyday lives that have the potential to nourish our souls? It seems to me that in simply observing our lives we are met with so much wisdom and learning. My prayer, even as I
write this blog, is that you might draw on your life and listen to the still small voice in the midst of creation and your experiences. That you might know another facet to God's heartbeat and how His presence is constant.
So, back to my experience last weekend. I visited some friends for a quick one-night camping trip, and they were pitched right beside a vast wheat field. I had been hoping to capture a wheat field in full sweeping beauty, and I wasn't disappointed. The breeze made the wheat dance, and I got up close to watch it move like waves on an ocean. Then, out of nowhere things started to change, and it all happened very quickly. Tractors and combine harvesters showed up. It was in fact, harvest time!
This huge field started to be harvested, and we were up close and personal to the process. The huge piece of machinery got ready to come alongside our pitch. The dust and the chaff swirling in the air; one moment dancing wheat, the next moment lines of debris piled and a tractor collecting the fruit of the field. That night my friend and I sat by the field as the sun began to set. Watching the field change so quickly left me feeling a spectrum of emotions.
It was time, the field was dry and ready for harvest and the countless possibilities for its ongoing use were vast. It was quite moving to think of how many people and animals would be nourished by this crop in many different ways. I thought about how slow and steady its growth would have been. I thought of how it could only be what it was, from seed to harvest, and now it would go on to do exactly what it was created to do in more ways that I would ever know. It felt like a glimpse into faith and mystery and hope. It felt like I was witnessing something very holy.
The next day the last part of the process began. Another machine labored the field collecting the wheat debris into rectangular blocks. They reminded me of building blocks, firm and solid but in this form, of course, temporary and not a brick I would build a house with. My friend and I decided to get some photos; well, we had been capturing every stage up to this moment, but here we were sitting, standing and jumping on the harvested and gathered crop. Side note: I love
doing jumping pictures, mid-air moments in places that I want to remember for the experience or location or fame. This felt like one of those moments. Jumping with a huge amount of energy with the sun right behind us we captured what I would say could be a once-in-a lifetime experience. Watching that field being harvested will stay with me for quite some time.
The theme us HeartMatters gals have been thinking about recently has been a certain quality of stillness, and although there was not much stillness to the field and the process of harvesting, there was a stillness inside me. It felt like the field was reflecting something very profound from beginning to end. That the stillness I experienced was this rested reassurance that the source of all life comes from God and that He is a God of the process and of harvest in good land.
To finish I want to mention a Scripture that then greeted me this week. God's voice speaking upon my lived experience and my desire for the seeds in me to go on to do and be exactly what they are created to, and for harvest to happen in and around me. The verses are in Galatians 6 v 7-9 and are full of warning and hope, covenant AND love.
"Do not be deceived: God cannot be mocked. A man reaps what he sows. Whoever sows to please their flesh, from the flesh will reap destruction; whoever sows to please the Spirit, from the Spirit will reap eternal life. Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up."
I love that very line "Let us not becoming weary doing good…" Friends, watch for the harvest in and around you, the time is coming. Stillness, study, worship, lockdowns, interactions with nature and each other will produce a harvest and we must not become weary doing good. Those seeds that make us unique and have a greater purpose are needed in the world around us and we must not give up.