The other morning, while driving to church, it was still very dark but the light was trying to breaking through. In a weeks' time we had lost more than a half hour of daylight. The autumn heralds the winter, our time of darkness and cold. It makes me wonder what seeds have been planted during the warmer seasons, and what will bring people indoors and maybe back to church. Did we plant love and welcome this year?
Jesus sat by the sea and told stories. He drew word pictures to help people understand their lives of faith. We all know that some seasons are better than others, some gardens more fruitful and some harvests more bountiful. The more we tend the soil and support the work of faith, feeding watering and weeding, the more growth we will see. And yet we are also subject to the seasons of the year, and the seasons of our lives. Jesus encourages us all to be faithful farmers, not just scattering enthusiastically in happy times but faithful in doing the tedious and tender work of loving care.
Today I ask God to help me be a faithful care taker. May we not worry so much about the numbers of the outward signs, and may we instead turn our hearts to bearing fruit through tender service. our world needs desperately to receive the tender loving care of faithful gardeners today.