While Waiting On Your Harvest...
There is a website that has seventy scriptures regarding the harvest. This is the link to that website: http://bible.knowing-jesus.com/topics/Harvest.
My favorite scripture about waiting for the harvest is this one: Do not be deceived, God is not mocked; for whatever a man sows, this he will also reap. For the one who sows to his own flesh will from the flesh reap corruption, but the one who sows to the Spirit will from the Spirit reap eternal life. Galatians 6:7.
Throughout my life I’ve seen this scripture at work. Those who use people, mistreat them, and take advantage of their generosity do not prosper. While it may seem that they do, eventually their treachery results in a bad harvest. All too often it seems that someone who has committed evil acts, used others, and disregarded everyone’s feelings but his/her own gets away with it, but things happen in God’s time, not ours.
The same is true of reaping a good harvest. When we just wait on the Lord and keep our faith, we will eventually receive our harvest. This week I reaped a harvest from seed I’ve been sowing for almost 40 years ago. My first play based on Aesops’s Tale, “The Tortoise and the Hare,” debuted in Wichita, Kansas, December 16, 1978. I have loved musicals for as long as I can remember. I watched every musical movie with Shirley Temple or Judy Garland and couldn’t wait to get done feeding the cows on the family ranch every Easter to see the latter in “The Wizard of Oz.”
My goal was to write musicals and I finally wrote one in late 1974, early 1975. Four years later it debuted and was a hit in Wichita. We did performances at churches and all over the city for a year. The Wichita Eagle and Beacon review of it stated that it was a “classic Broadway musical.” After I left Wichita in 1983, and moved to Columbus, two different groups tried to get the financial backing to produce it on Broadway.
However, they didn’t get it. I continued writing plays and since I retired a few years ago, have written many plays, including some musicals, that I entered in playwriting contests. In the early 1990s I won two out of three contests I entered with non-musical plays entered into contests sponsored by a Chicago-based theatre company. So, I decided to try again. For the past four years I’ve been entering contests and none of them have won.
Then this week i got an email stating that my musical one-act, “A Marvel, A Miracle, America!” has been selected for a festival next year. However, for the first time since play after play was rejected, I wasn’t anxious or worried when I submitted it. When I found out that the contest is run by playwrights I was at peace. My deceased brother, who had a very good career writing and staging choreo poems after getting his start staging two of my plays about HIV/AIDS in the late 1980s came to my mind.
It was as if he was smiling down on me and trying to tell me that my turn has come. But long before that, my spiritual guidance counselor, Bishop Holt prophesied that I’d write plays for Broadway during a service I attended at her church. My immediate response was “And then I will build you a cathedral!” When I contacted my spiritual leader to let her know I’m getting closer to Broadway, she responded, “Yes Lord keeps ringing in my soul. I pray a mighty move of God and that he has the last word. Your gift has and will continue to make room for you. Love what God is doing in your life.
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That’s my prophet! I am so thankful to Bishop Holt and to my Toledo family for all of the support i’ve gotten in the almost three decades I’ve been a resident in my favorite city. I’m in Columbus now, helping my sister take care of our 87-year old mother and addressing my own health issues. But I will be coming back. In the meantime, remember that no seed planted can be harvested over night. It must grow its intended form first. During that growth period it must be fed and given water.
If you feed on the bread of life and drink the living water drawn from the blood of Jesus to nourish the seed you plant in your spirit through communion, prayer, and patience, it will grow inside of you and manifest your hopes and dreams in reality. It took forty years for me to get this close to Broadway. Now, thanks to faith and the guidance of spiritual leaders like my Bishop, I’m going to be just a few blocks away from Broadway watching my work on a New York stage.
As the song says, I never would have made it. The sooner we accept this truth, the more at peace we’ll be while we wait. In my life things that I thought were defeats were roadblocks put in the way to keep me from going in the wrong direction. I have felt God guiding me throughout my life and have no intention of not following him now. When I was at peace about entering the first playwriting contest I’ve won in twenty-three years, I knew the wait for over.
God will let you know when the wait is over for you to reap your harvest, but patience is required. It may take a lifetime for us which is only a millionth of a second to God. From God’s point of view it’s already here because it the spiritual there is no time, just being. We are bound by time, so we have to wait for time to catch up with our dreams. Just keep dreaming, praying, and trusting God. I’m proof that if you wait on the only source that can supply your needs and wishes, they will be met and granted.
If you need further understanding and help in believing, read my book, “Ten Cent Faith,” available on Amazon Kindle or free of charge if you want me to email it to you. It’s based on the true story of a woman in Toledo and how her faith manifest the dime she needed to buy nickel school lunches for her two children during the Depression. In this case, there was no waiting period because the need was immediate.
God comes through for us whether we need him right now or he needs us to wait until the things he’s put in motion to make your dreams come true move us where we need to be.
Galatians 6:9 And let us not lose heart in doing good, for in due time we shall reap if we do not grow weary.