Galatians 6:9 "And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up." There, again, time. Do not give up. I was talking to a loved friend this morning, early. She's on the verge of giving up. While I am feeling her pain, I am also coming from a place of time spent.
Her question to me is: "Do I sacrifice my happiness for him?"
Good question. . .did I? or did I sacrifice myself for them? My children? my family? my future?
Do I really believe in a harvest? Yes, I do. Have I seen it? Well, it's getting ripe.
I've seen my children grow up to be good, productive, growing human beings. Not spoiled and insolent, but hard working, good people. People I am proud of.
I've seen, am seeing, beautiful grandchildren. A blooming career. A beautiful place to live. A strong body. A stronger spirit.
Harvest time? Not yet. Fantasizing the freedom to hold out for a bountiful harvest.