Waiting for the harvest

I remember all too well the day I had to make peace with a plant. I also remember the day I wanted to slam that same plant against a wall. Watch it fall to the ground in tiny pieces.

I sat in an empty room, realizing that in order to have peace in tough circumstances, I had to make peace with a plant.

Not really the plant, but the process of growth.

Meanwhile, friends, wait patiently for the master’s arrival. You see farmers do this all the time, waiting for their valuable crops to mature, patiently letting the rain do its slow but sure work. Be patient like that. Stay steady and strong. James 5:7, MSG

Farming. Sowing. The harvest. It’s not an overnight process. The time between planting the seed and gathering the harvest can take months.

Months and months of growth.

And growth takes patience. Waiting. Continuing to nurture even if you don’t see the harvest right away.

Growth is painful. For both the plant and the sower. Because if conditions aren’t right, and the soil isn’t fertile, it is likely those seeds will never sprout.

And watching that can be heartbreaking.

Growth takes perseverance.

Even if the farmer strikes out on the first crop, because the rain never comes. The seed withers. Maybe some mole comes along and wreaks havoc on the farmer’s hard work.

The farmer doesn’t stop sowing. No. He (or she) tries again. Waits for the right conditions. Using the most nourishing of soil. Waters and waits. Again and again.

He makes peace with the growth.

So at just the right time…a crop of beautiful buds will burst forth.

Buds (or even people) who were loved, nurtured, and cared for by a farmer who never gave up.