Has God set a law of sowing and reaping
and harvest time
— not just in the natural world around us —
but also into our very spoken words?
When we buy a packet of zinnia seeds, for example, we expect to see beautiful golden blossoms eventually bloom in replica to the colorful picture portrayed there. In the same way, the thoughts we put into words from the moment we wake each morning and continue to reiterate throughout the day are bringing us a harvest of one kind or another.
The question is —
Are the well-meant words we sow with our mouths
producing weeds and eaten by worms?
Or are we planting our speech in anticipation
of God’s overtaking blessing to our lives?
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Thanks for joining in on this Fall winnowing of our words!
— Day 14 —
The other day, I was watching a library DVD of one of my favorite Canadian shows that follows the characters set in a small town in the 1930’s – Wind at My Back. (Mm… never seem to get enough of this series, made by Sullivan Productions, who also brought Anne of Green Gables to life with Megan Follows. Poignant, funny and endearing.) In the fifth season, the matriarch of the family – Mae – has just had a stroke at the same time that her faithful only daughter Grace has left for her honeymoon.
Mae’s doctor is well respected, compassionate, educated… but Dr. Barlow does not want to give false hope and rebels against Nurse Juanita who consistently pushes Mae to keep on exercising her dead-looking limbs, to believe for movement she does not yet see. At first, Mae – who is used to being controlling leader — is paralyzed not only by the stroke, but by depression and a belief that she has to accept her fate to remain a burden for the rest of her days.
Pushed to it by a nurse who won’t give up however, she capitulates to a regimen of trying… Over the course of time – while the good doctor is away ministering to needs of another town – Mae starts to make a small improvement here, another there… beginning with just the slightest flex of a finger to spur her on to believing.
It’s at this point that Grace returns to find Nurse Nita supporting her mother as she tries to stand on one foot and move the unresponsive foot up and down. Shocked at what looks like an impossible task put on her mom, she rebukes the nurse. “How can you fill my mother with all this possibility of doing the impossible!” she splutters.
Never back down matriarch Mae though has seen her finger move while Grace was away, and is raring to keep going. “Grace!” she surprises her daughter, “If you can’t take it, then leave. But I am going to do this!”
Unsure what to think, Grace hesitates until the nurse poses a stump question. “Why would you want your mother not to have HOPE?” she declares. “Only the good Lord knows what she can and can’t do!”
The light turns on for Grace as she watches mom and nurse. “C’mon,” Nurse Nita encourages, “Concentrate on what you don’t yet see…” as Mae lifts her limp limb. Suddenly, they all jump as they watch Mae’s foot move.
“Mother! You did it!” cries Grace, and face aglow with wonder, she joins Nurse Nita in helping from that moment on…
When the doctor returns, he’s taken aback by the nurse continuing exercise where he has called it pointless. But his pessimism [or realism, as he calls it] comes too late. For they’ve already seen the little miracles and are expecting more.
“Dr Barlow means well and knows a lot,” Mae says now, “but he doesn’t know everything!”
Thinking on this scene this week, I see such correlation here with the harvest of our words! Mmm… as Nita enjoins, Concentrate on believing for what we don’t yet see!
Why DO we want to deny words of hope so many times?
- Are we living with HOPE against HOPE, or are we confessing words of hope-less-ness?
- Are we speaking words of HOPE to and over others we are lifting up, or thoughts of defeat before we even get the prayers out?
“Well, I know God can do anything, and I’m believing for a miracle,
but you know… it really looks bad–!”
Is that really a prayer of faith, or have we just negated our words before we begin?
Are we reporting only what we see [‘Well, everything is showing it is getting worse… I am praying for things to turn around but it’s just been one bad thing after another…”] or are we declaring what we hope for – with the Bible certainty of promise kind of hope? [“I speak the Glory of the Lord over these reports, Lord! You are the Lord God our provider, healer, restorer! I believe what YOU say!”]
Are we absorbing the bad news on TV and radio as fearful and definitely coming upon us? Or are we saying with our mouths, “No, I will NOT receive that on Me and MY family! The Lord is my provider, healer, restorer, protector and shield!”
Let us declare St. Paul’s prayer of Ephesians 3:14 – 20 over ourselves and everyone we meet… even strangers! And believe for a one-hundred fold harvest of our words!
Today, I will respond with Bible-believing, expectancy HOPE!
My response Father, is to get down before You, my magnificent Father who parcels out all heaven and earth.
I ask You to strengthen me and ________ by Your Spirit, with a glorious inner strength—
I ask that Christ will live in me and in ________ as we open the door and invite You in.
And I ask that with both feet planted firmly on love, I will and ________ will be able to take in with all followers of Jesus the extravagant dimensions of Christ’s love.
That we will reach out and experience the breadth! Test its length! Plumb the depths! Rise to the heights! Live full lives, full in the fullness of God.
We believe You, God can do anything [and that You want to show Yourself as our Jehovah Almighty!] —far more than I or _________ could ever imagine or guess or request in our wildest dreams!
Thank You that You do this not by pushing us around but by working within us, Your Spirit deeply and gently within us.
Glory to God in the church!
Glory to God in the Messiah, in Jesus!
Glory down all the generations!
Glory through all millennia! Oh, yes!
~ adapted from The Message Version
© Pam Depoyan
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