Yesterday, my daughter and I spent some time singing
together. I felt so blessed. There were many nights when I had to stay up late
to rock her to bed. I would sing those songs both to rock her to sleep and to
calm me down. Until I had a child, my sleep was sacred. No one was permitted to
disturb me once I am asleep. As we all know, all those rules mean nothing to a
hungry new-born. I would sing those songs so I wouldn’t freak out.
After a few months, she woke up in the middle of the night
and I sang. You can imagine my pleasure when my baby started singing along with
me. As I pondered over the issue, I realized that it is actually a life lesson.
Sometimes, you keep speaking/sowing etc and nothing seems to be changing. It is
usually just a matter of time. Soon, it will yield a bountiful harvest.
“But that on the good ground are they, which in an honest
and good heart, having heard the word, keep it, and bring forth fruit with patience.”
Luke 8:15
If you are patient enough, the harvest will be obvious to
everyone.
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