The summer is past and autumn is here.
We enjoy the Artist's pallet of colors in the trees.
We are reminded of His creative powers
Shown forth in the beautiful falling leaves.
A show of grandeur as they waltz to the ground,
Leaving the forests bare and resting for a time.
We await another season that will bring them to life.
It will come as God's clock of Spring begins to chime.
This is pay-off time for those who plowed and sowed,
And cultivated, weeded, watered and waited for the grain.
It is time to gather and garner into storage the increase.
Their labors have been rewarded and were not in vain.
But what about the ripened harvest that the Lord looks upon?
What about the souls that are just waiting for someone to care?
They are heavy with ripened fruit that the Master can use
He is looking for pray-ers who will their burdens bear.
He looks at the altars where daily prayers are made,
And He hears petitions they send to His throne.
But mostly he hears their personal problems and burdens
And the travail of their own hearts and He hears them moan.
He really wants to hear and answer those pleading prayers,
But, oh, how He wants to hear that they also care about the lost
Who are dying in the harvest, dropping ungathered fruit.
He is looking for those who will reap, not considering the cost.
Will we remember His Word - to pray for laborers for His harvest?
And then will we hear as He sends us to help bring in the precious fruit,
Or will it die on the vine because the laborers were too few?
Do you hear Him call you to labor? If so, discard every excuse.
Just go! The rewards will be Heavenly!
Are you listening? God is waiting for laborers and pray-ers.
Copyright Delores Adams
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