Your Harvest Will Come

 

Harvest Season has finally come and the reapers busy themselves gathering their abundance, but the seeds you’ve planted appear not to have yielded very much.

All around you, people are enjoying the fruit of their labour, but all you seem to be getting is a mere fraction, a pittance, a morsel of what others have coming to them. And you think, “Life is so unfair”, “What about me?”, “Why do I always have to be eking out a living while others are getting abundant blessings?”.

Is this you? I’ve been there, an onlooker to others abundant harvest, while all I seem to be afforded is a scraping. But I have learned that on this spiritual journey nothing is ever as it seems. What you see is never what is – there is a reality that exists far beyond our natural perspective.

Our Lord said,

“I don’t think the way you think. The way you work isn’t the way I work. For as the sky soars high above earth, so the way I work surpasses the way you work, and the way I think is beyond the way you think.” (Isaiah 55:8-9 MSG)

When things appear to be happening a certain way, contrary to what God has promised you, remember that passage, and this verse too,

“…the word that I speak— it will not fail to do what I plan for it; it will do everything I send it to do.” (v 11 GNT)

Beloved, other people may be reaping a lucrative harvest all around you, but your harvest will come. Hasn’t God promised you life abundant? Then believe God, even if you’re struggling day after day, forcing ends to meet, always counting pennies and longing to be able to afford, everything.

Instead, you complain, and complain, to anyone in earshot. Endlessly lamenting to yourself, your family, your friends, colleagues, neighbours, and of course, to God. Haven’t you noticed that your endless griping has changed nothing? You’re still in a rut, scavenging for leftovers, never enjoying a full course meal.

Your message today is, “STOP!!!”

Stop complaining. Stop griping. Stop moaning. Stop sighing.

When Ruth, knowing that the poor were allowed to follow the reapers to gather up whatever grain the harvesters had left behind, went into the field, you can be sure that she was not expecting to receive the bountiful harvest that she eventually did.

Ruth did not complain or gripe. She went into that field with purpose – to glean so that she and Naomi, her mother-in-law, might have something to eat. Ruth graciously accepted the little that she got and she ended up marrying the owner of the field, a very wealthy man named Boaz (see the Book of Ruth). What a harvest!

Start thanking. Start praising. Start rejoicing. Start believing. Start expecting. Your harvest will come.

Amen †

Shelley Johnson “Your Harvest Will Come” © 2017 revisited October 6, 2025