His Harvest

I have suddenly remembered that the word harvest doesn't usually get defined in manner which relates it specifically to only one crop. There are many different crops which can be harvested. Not just corn or wheat. Perhaps not just souls. I then decided to look online for some “Webster’s” definitions. Two interesting findings: Harvest can mean a mature crop or productive result.

God is bringing me to a place where his harvest across the world is becoming more and more important, I think about it more, I want it more, I’m focused more. This only happened after a deep harvest he has sought inside me and as he continues the harvest in me. A mature crop. As his work continues, his harvest around me becomes more clear and impressed upon my heart. I want people to know him.

To know his goodness. To know his simplicity. To know his abundance. To know his sweetness. To know his jealousy over and for them.

To know the beauty of his presence, how he inhabits our praises.

I crave to see and experience moments where he not only receives a harvest of souls, but a harvest of deep, intimate, intentional, overflowing, invigorating, expressive praise pouring out from his people and all his creation. People jumping for him, shouting his goodness, dancing with delight, falling to their knees, and offering tender surrender and adoration with their tears. A productive result.

Dear Lord,

In whatever way you can, please use me to inspire the pouring out of our energy, time, focus, talents, joyful noise, and adoration onto you.

The daughter crazy in love with you.

In the name of Jesus.

I am forever and always yours!