There great harvest
The earth has yielded its increase;
God, our God, has blessed us. Psalm 67:6
Read Revelation 14:14—20
If I look into the unknown, if I look to where I have not yet been, if I look to the outcome of all life and of my life, for its ultimate conclusion, for the day and the hour that is withheld from me, what do I look for? What would I recognise? How would I know that this is what I am made for? That this is the fixing point of all the tentative thoughts I have had, all the searching I have done? That this is the full fruiting of every seed that has been planted in my life? That every door prised open, every alley gingerly stumbled along was emptying out into this? What would I look for? A face! A face that is some way, somehow, familiar. A face that knows me. Not the face of a stranger, but the face of the one who in some ways is the only one who really knows. Knows all about me, and acknowledges me as his. The Son of Man!
With this vision, Lord, I see all my life, otherwise petering out into a void, now claimed, now issuing in a great fruitfulness, a harvest, way beyond my doing. Because you are tending me. You are growing me toward this. So you are teaching me to value the little things and the little people I would otherwise neglect. There are unseen things in my life now that you value in me. You are nurturing them for a harvest on the great day.