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Let Me Be a Godly Man of Harvest

“When you reap the harvest of your land, moreover, you shall not reap to the very corners of your field, nor gather the gleaning of your harvest; you are to leave them for the needy and alien…” (Leviticus 23:22) Because of YOUR blessing we stand on this piece of land YOU allotted to us; we cultivated this land and sow the seeds because YOU brought us the season of spring, during long, long summer days YOU gave us the glaring sun and timely rains to make our crops grow, though we tended with sweat, I know crops won’t grow without YOUR boundless love and care; the crops grew up healthy and strong fed by the sun the crops grown tall drinking of plenty of overflowing rain, and now, rolling through the field as a big sea of golden waves; O my LORD it is the season of abundance, it is the time of, because of YOUR grace, the fruition of our sweat and toil, the manifestation of YOUR everlasting love unto us, our hand therefore, be not of the tightfisted one’s let us not harvest from those who gather the gleanings but leave them in the field where we passed through, thereby the needy can fill their empty basket; let us not pluck off all the fruits on the tree but leave some of them thereby some weary wayfarer to fill his empty stomach and pack remaining fruits in his knapsack and set off again because of YOUR blessing now, I stored grains and goods in the barn to the ceiling; however, don’t turn me arrogant from material richness nor behave insolently against my neighbors, but fearing GOD and standing as a burning candle that bashfully face YOU to manifest and glorify YOU the FATHER ALMIGHTY.

Copyright © | Year Posted 2015




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