I’ve never picked corn before.
At the supermarket, sure.
But, I had never walked through a cornfield. Until a few weeks ago.
Sunday church was over and while milling around, a friend mentioned a nearby farm was putting on a Harvest Festival.
I knew the place would get crowded later in the afternoon, so I was anxious to get there before noon with Hubby and my two boys.
Problem was, I wore my heels that morning.
I wasn’t dressed for the occasion.
We had to drive home — in the opposite direction — so I could change into my mud-ready outdoor boots.
On our way over, I hoped there was corn left for us to pick.
We arrived at the farm and stood at the edge of the field. Littered with husks.
We were too late.
Someone Who Can Carry
Do you ever feel like it’s too late for you to find joy?
Maybe you’re looking at your schedule or your dreams, and it seems littered with the husks of missed opportunities or crowded with the pressures of the daily grind.
From the way things appear, that pursuit, relationship, job, friendship, child, marriage – that situation – is simply heading in the opposite direction of where you’d like it to be.
You’re caught off guard. Not dressed for the occasion.
In the moment, it feels like nothing can take away your sense of loss or disappointment.
But, there is Someone who can carry us in that moment.
The God who holds onto us when we are weary knows where He’s taking us.
“I will make up to you for the years that the swarming locust has eaten
You’ll eat your fill of good food. You’ll be full of praises to your God
You’ll know without question that I’m in the thick of life with Israel [with you],
That I’m your God, yes, your God, the one and only real God.
Never again will my people be despised.”
~ Joel 2:25-29
The Lord of the harvest – Jesus – came so that we can have life abundantly.
While we pick up the pieces of our lives, Jesus picks us the pieces to our hearts.
He remembers how we are put together.
We can hang onto Jesus, who is strong enough to carry us through.
As we walked through endless corridors of seemingly plucked-through stalks of corn, we decided to trek further — to the back of the field.
Far away from the crowds, where many turned around and left, we found rows and rows of corn.
Ready for us to harvest and bring home to enjoy that night.
As you stand there in the silence, surveying the rows of years gone past, notice Jesus standing there beside you.
He knows the way ahead. He hasn’t forgotten you.
There is more life ahead, Jesus whispers.
Just hold on tight to me. I know the way to go and I’m taking you with me.
It’s risky to hope for joy, but God gently gathers us close, even when we’re mixed with doubt and unspoken suspicions.
The place of need is the most beautiful place to be positioned.
That is where we experience the joy of being discovered by Jesus once again.
There is an unmistakeable fragrance that seeps into us, as we hide in the loving embrace of Jesus.
His grace, his tender understanding — mixed with our fears and tears — bring an intimate harvest of joy from within.
It’s never too late for joy.
Never too late for you or for me.
“No more will anyone call you Rejected,
and your country will no more be called Ruined.
You’ll be called Hephzibah (My Delight), and your land Beulah (Married),
Because God delights in you
and your land will be like a wedding celebration.”
~ Isaiah 62:4
How is God calling you to find joy in the current season of your life?
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By Bonnie Gray, The Faith Barista serving up shots of faith for everyday life
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