This evening at men’s group, we looked at the tail end of Matthew 9, and all of Matthew 10. Jesus pounded on me pretty hard with all of that. But at the very beginning, we looked at Jesus’ call to see the fields, how they are ripe for the harvest. I have seen that for the last 30 years as souls “ripe” to be drawn into the kingdom. But think about it, especially my midwestern friends.
When the harvest occurs, we don’t just pick the good kernels and go on our merry way. The combine mows down the field, all of it, collecting the grain in the hopper and spraying the chaff out the back end. In the harvest, everything is taken, the wheat AND the chaff, and when the harvest is done, it is done. The wheat field is nothing but stubble.
It was a startling realization for me.
Victoriously in Christ!