"Sow Much Drama: Cold Ground, Warm Hearts, and Unexpected Miracles"

This blog was written by Mark Morris.

Summer time has finally arrived. The birds have had their first round of babies and the flowers are in full bloom. I know I am really enjoying the longer days and the warmer temperatures.

One of the best parts of summer time is the food. The whole menu seems to change from chili dinners and now it’s cookouts and watermelon time.

Mark Morris, Author

An exciting part of this time of the year is to work in the garden. My wife was raised on a dairy farm and a garden was a part of her life. I was raised in a small central Illinois town, but we always had a small garden. So it seem natural for us to have a garden. We always enjoyed the arrival of the seed catalogs for we knew then spring was just around the corner.

Something that has become a tradition of ours is planting lettuce seed on Valentine’s Day. To prepare for this every fall after the garden is done, and we are putting it away for winter, I always till up our lettuce bed and cover it with a heavy piece of cardboard.

When Valentine day gets here, we go out to the lettuce bed and sometimes we have to move the ice or snow to fix the dirt. We scatter our seed on the ground and wait for warmer weather.

Some think this is foolish or even comical, but we always have early lettuce and some of the best around.

The other day I was eating some of this lettuce on a turkey sandwich, and a thought occurred to me. Many times in my life I have sown seed and perhaps it was a place where people seemed cold or they may have seemed indifferent, but we continued to sow anyway.

There may not have been an instant harvest, but with anticipation, we waited for the Lord of the harvest to give the increase. All my seeds have not produced what I had hoped for, but enough have come to harvest to keep me sowing on.

I have sowed when it was hard, and I couldn’t understand why, but it is the lazy man who fails to sow because the conditions are not suitable.

In 1988 my family and I came to City Of Republic, Missouri to start a new church. In the last service in our church that we were pastoring in East Tennessee, I recall telling the church we were going to preach this apostolic message to a town which had never heard it. Thirty-five years later, we retired from being the Pastor in Republic. We rejoice because there are souls in heaven today, because we were willing to sow the seeds.

Don’t give up sowing your seed and look forward to the harvest.