Last week on my walks it occurred to me how even and symmetrical the wheat is that surrounds us. It is all about the same height. It is as though it grows to a certain point and STOPS. You never see reallllllly tall wheat among all the other, here and there a head will poke up, but there is a conformity to how tall it gets. I asked my husband about it who didn't answer but shook his head when I asked "why does the wheat stop at the same height?" WEIRD!
Trees don't all stop together, grass doesn't all stop together and my daisies they are shooting up at all sorts of heights, but the wheat, its as though you could walk with your hand extended and hit the top of every shaft. hummm do you think the wheat & the tractor have a deal for harvest?
Sometimes I feel like wheat. I don't want to stand out, I don't want people to notice me. But there are more days -when I want to peek up just above the crowd and be the one that is IN THE WORLD but NOT OF THE WORLD. I want to be apart of my field, but I want to stand out a bit and be an example - to be brave and peek above it all and say LOOK WHAT IS POSSIBLE! I want people to point and say SEE HER! That's because God waters her soul and shines his SON on her daily. SEE HER, see how she is strong and stands so tall, God fills her with His strength and courage. And although they are looking at me, THEY SEE GOD. I don't want to people to look at me, I want them to see GOD IN ME. I want to cultivate an amazing harvest in His kingdom, I desire to grow in Him. I desire to stand among all the others and yet stand out just enough that when people look at the field they see the amazing nurturing and giving of "the farmer", they see the love and never ending attending to. They see a magnificent crop~ they see THE BLESSINGS OF SEEING GOD.