Harvest Time

Whenever I read today’s gospel from Luke Chapter 10, it seems to light a fire within.  The words, “The harvest is abundant, but the laborers are few,” really strike a chord, and provide a needed sense of urgency.

Though these words from Luke’s gospel were written a couple thousand years ago (probably between 70-85 A.D.), they still ring true today.  The world is filled with  lost souls searching for Truth – often in all the wrong places.  These people are not just strangers, they are God’s children – just like you and me.  Wouldn’t it be awesome if we could help many of them to make it “home?”

I’m a take charge kind of girl!  I want to just run out round everyone up for Jesus!  Unfortunately, this is seldom the best/most effective approach.  We can’t do a doggone thing alone, but God can work wonders – even using us highly imperfect creatures.  As John the Baptist said in John 3:30 as he announced the coming of the Messiah,  “He must increase, I must decrease.”

Pray, asking the Holy Spirit, to increase in you the gifts that are necessary to “bring in the harvest” in your own home, in your workplace, in your neighborhood.  Then, get out of His way, and allow Him to work through you!

My wonderful prayer partner at school once told me (when I was feeling overwhelmed at the task at hand) – “Only one, Dana, only one.”  For today, if you affect just one life in a positive way, you have made a difference.  Don’t try to save the world all at once.  You’ll be to frustrated to even begin.  Start with just one!

Because the needs of the ‘harvest’ are so great, all the members of God’s People must grow in the awareness of ‘being called.’

By Pope John Paul II


by Colin Moffett

It steals along the morning vale

The dewdrops of the autumn mist

And through its curtain the sun shines pale

Along riverbank it will persist

Then softly blows the wind of morn

Over bounteous fields kissed with sun and rain

And whispers in the ears of wheat and corn

Harvest time is here again

It tosses the head of majestic tree

Plucking coloured gems from its crown

Where from the branches falling free

The autumn leaves come winging down

And now there is unceasing toil

From morning sun ‘til harvest moon

To gather the bounty from the soil

For winter days are creeping soon

And busy hands gather in the wheat

The earthy potatoes from the drill

The fruit of tree so good to eat

For barns of storage are to fill

Back through the mist of years

Jesus walked the harvest field

And gazed upon the golden ears

When mother earth had produced her yield

And watched it fall to reaper swing

The ripened heads fit for harvest now

After days of growing from the spring

When seeds were sown behind the plough

Then compared the world to whitened field

Where dying souls are like falling leaves

Who will reap the harvest field?

And carry home the precious sheaves

Who will seek precious souls to win?

Before scythe of death begins to mow

To tell of Jesus who frees from sin

For they will reap what they will sow

Jesus looks to me and calls to you

Who by His blood our sin relieves

His harvest reapers we are few

But let us work to gather in His sheaves


About danardoyle

I am a Catholic, working wife and mother. I have three children ages 10, 16 and 23. I am extremely busy, as you can imagine. I aim each and every day to put God first in my life, to teach my children the Faith, to be a supportive spouse, keep the house in order, and do my job outside of the home well, too. That's an impossible task - without Divine intervention! Here, I hope to share my triumphs and struggles with other working moms in the same boat. I will share the tools I have discovered to making it all work - most days!
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