Getting Ready For The Harvest

by Pamela Blaine

copyright, August 2004


While visiting with folks we talk about a lot of things.  Most of us talk pretty easily to people as long as we talk about general things like our jobs or hobbies.  If no other subject comes to mind, the weather is always a good source of conversation.  There’s usually something to complain about.  It’s usually too hot, too cold, or if it turns out to be too good of a day to complain about, then we can say, “Isn’t it a beautiful day?”  This is sure to spark more good conversation about fishing or a picnic.


I often wonder why it is that we don’t seem to discuss important things very easily with one another, and sometimes we don’t listen when important things are being said because we would rather keep things superficial so we don’t have to make any choices or decisions. 


We seem to think if we work hard enough, keep the music playing loud enough, and move around fast enough then perhaps we won’t have to think about it.  As much as we like to pretend that tomorrow is always going to come, deep in our hearts we know the truth. 


I have found that there are a few people around us who try to talk to us about important things.  If we open our hearts and our ears to listen we will hear them. 

For instance, a woman once told me that her five-year-old son asked her the question, “Mother, what are we here for?”  He didn’t mean what are we doing in this particular house or this part of the country.  The boy had been contemplating the reason for his very existence.  It seems that children often think of simple, yet profound questions.  Perhaps their minds are not yet all stuffed full of the cares of life, or they simply have not learned to hide behind a facade as so many adults do. 


I was curious to know how the mother answered the boy’s question.  After all, at five he was still fresh from the portals of heaven and indeed, “What are we here for?”   The mother’s wise answer was that we are here to love God and to love others.


In the farmlands of Missouri it will soon be harvest time.  This year the corn was more than “knee high by the 4th of July” as the old saying goes.  Although there aren’t many elephants in the Midwest to use as a measurement, I’m sure that the corn is every bit “as high as an elephant’s eye”.   The bean pods are filling out in the bean fields and the silks on the ears of corn have turned from white to dark brown. 


The days have been cooler and folks have already been saying they have seen wooly worms.  All of these things are indicators of the fact that summer is nearly over and harvest time is near.


As the harvest time approaches, we prepare for it.  To do otherwise would be foolish and would cost dearly.  Farmers and grain elevator workers check their equipment so that when the time is right they will be ready because it is possible to wait until it’s too late.  There comes a time when harvest time is past.


It happens in our lives too.  It’s important to be ready for the harvest.  Our earthly life doesn’t last and we don’t know when it will end.  There is a parable told about the harvest.  Read it carefully because there is an important message in it for all of us:


The Harvest

There was once a spider that lived in a cornfield. He was a big spider
and he had spun a beautiful web between the corn stalks.
He got fat eating all the bugs that would get caught in his web.
He liked his home and planned to stay there for the rest of his life.
One day the spider caught a little bug in his web, and just as the spider
was about to eat him, the bug said, "If you let me go I will

tell you something important that will save your life."
The spider paused for a moment and listened because he was amused.
"You better get out of this cornfield," the little bug said, ..........
"The harvest is coming!"
The spider smiled and said, "What is this harvest you are talking about?
I think you are just telling me a story." But the little bug said,
"Oh no, it is true. The owner of this field is coming to harvest it soon.
All the stalks will be knocked down and the corn will be gathered up.
You will be killed by the giant machines if you stay here."
The spider said, "I don't believe in harvests and giant machines
that knock down corn stalks. How can you prove this?"
The little bug continued, "Just look at the corn.

See how it is planted in rows?

It proves this field was created by an intelligent designer."
The spider laughed and mockingly said, "This field has evolved and

has nothing to do with a Creator. Corn always grows that way."
The bug went on to explain, "Oh no. This field belongs to the owner
who planted it, and the harvest is coming soon."
The spider grinned and said to the little bug, "I don't believe you,"
and then the spider ate the little bug for lunch.
A few days later, the spider was laughing about the story
the little bug had told him. He thought to himself, "A harvest!
What a silly idea. I have lived here all of my life and nothing has ever disturbed me.

I have been here since these stalks were just a foot
off the ground, and I'll be here for the rest of my life, because nothing
is ever going to change in this field. Life is good, and I have it made."
The next day was a beautiful sunny day in the cornfield.
The sky above was clear and there was no wind at all.
That afternoon as the spider was about to take a nap,
he noticed some thick dusty clouds moving toward him.
He could hear the roar of a great engine and he said to himself,
"I wonder what that could be?"


(Author unknown)


“So be prepared, because you don't know

what day your Lord is coming.”

Matthew 24: 42