Facebook is an amazing place. Seven years ago my profile was
full of pictures of teenagers headed out on their first mission trip to
Virginia’s Eastern Shore. There were the Video Game Olympic Lock-in pics and
the random Youth Group shenanigan pics and the occasional Youth Band pics. I
was a full-time Director of Youth Ministries back in those days.
Times have changed.
Nowadays, my Facebook world is still flooded with those same faces,
though all slightly older. They are graduating college and some have even gotten
married, or are close to it. And as I watch them grow, I still wonder about
their hearts. I still pray for them. I still care.
Their hearts are forever etched on my own. And, as a result,
their lives will be a part of my life forever. It was a privilege to work in
vocational ministry, but in 2010, I had to step away from my role as a
professional harvester of hearts.
2010 brought the birth of my second son, and the start of a
new lifestyle. I came to the conclusion that I could not handle Harvesting and
Parenting simultaneously. It was too difficult. To stay in the Harvesting game,
I had to be willing to sacrifice too many personal comforts. I could not, for
the life of me, find the strength to walk away from either of my sons for the
sake of such difficult and exhausting work. Though it was also amazing and
fulfilling work, I had to retire.
It was the right decision for me.
As I look back on it, that whole crazy journey leaves me
humbled. Because in retrospect, I think of the Ultimate Harvester of Hearts. I
think about how consistently His work spans over the years. I think about how
our hearts are forever etched on His. I think about how, if we want them to be,
our lives will be a part of His forever. I think about How, even when we grow
up, and sometimes away, from Him, He still watches us, wonders about us, and
And then I think about why I had to walk away. And I
remember that He walked away too. But He walked away from His only Son, in
favor of the difficult and exhausting…yet amazing and fulfilling work, that is
the harvesting of my very own heart. And yours, too.
And as the harvest continues on, I am overwhelmed with
gratitude that He will never grow tired, lose focus, or otherwise disengage
from His pursuit of my soul.
Unwavering Harvest. Unwavering Love.
“I thank God every time I remember you. In all my prayers
for all of you, I always pray with joy because of your partnership in the
gospel from the first day until now, being confident of this, that he would
began a good work in you will carry it on to completion until the day of Christ
- Philippians 1:3-6
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