So…in a month or so…I will be moving my blog. I just think it’s time for a new beginning.
The URL I am hoping for is www.seedsandsheaves.com.
Seeds and sheaves you may ask? Why that?
“Those who go out weeping , carrying seed to sow, will return with songs of joy, carrying sheaves with them.” Psalms 126:6
And just what is a sheaf, or sheaves, anyways? They are gathered bundles of reaped, but unthreshed, wheat.
Okay, now I am not a farmer, nor do I pretend to be. I have never “threshed wheat”, but I did Google it. You would “thresh” and “winnow” wheat to separate the wheat kernel from the stalk and the chaff.
It is not written that you go out with seeds, and return with a box of cheerios, or a donut, or a cupcake, boxes of goldfish, or a bran muffin. No…you go out weeping with your seed, and you come back with some raw unprocessed wheat.
Oftentimes I go out with my seed, weeping, and the promise of a harvest in my back pocket. Then when the harvest doesn’t come in the form I want it to, say a nice perfectly formed loaf of bread, I get upset.
God didn’t say we would come back singing songs of joy because we have our vision of perfection placed in our hands. No…we come back singing songs of joy because we have more than what we left with.
We have more than seeds. We have more than sorrows. We have more than weeping. We have a gift. It still may need to be worked, and threshed, and winnowed, and processed, and baked, but it is a gift. Let us be thankful for our bundles of sheaves. They may be raw, and they may need refining, but they are our sheaves. Our sheaves of blessings.