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Topic: YOU REAP WHAT YOU SOW (05/02/19)
- TITLE: Gather the Harvest
By Dorene Randolph
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“Oh dear Lord Jesus; I know she can’t hear me, but you can. I’m so afraid that she might not be in heaven with you. I’m so afraid…”
Tears fell on her grave, as I sobbed uncontrollably. I touched the edge of her gravestone. A gray granite with a pink heart engraved on it. “You’ll always be loved” it says.
In this lifetime we all struggle with bad coming into our lives. Some people say that this is a result of doing wrong to others. The Bible doesn’t teach that though.
Mom had died a horrific death from COPD. I had been with her through it all. Sixty three years old. Not fair! She raised eight of us kids. She raised us through years of alcoholism, years of being abused by men, years of living her life by her choice.
So easy to question the salvation of one who was so head-strong that she never admitted to being wrong; never admitted to hurting us…but she did hurt us; and she did wrong.
However, despite her choices, and our suffering, she was always blessed by God. We didn’t starve. Sure we were belly aching hungry at times, but we survived. How many times that old van/station wagon/ whatever car driven by alcohol at the time; should have gone off the road and killed us all, but never did? How many times her body/head/spirit was smashed in and she should have died; but she never did? How many times we packed our belongings in trash bags and left our home, only to find another? His blessings came to us, to her, every one of them.
But she never did admit her sins.
… To me anyway. She lived as she wished until she raised most of us; then she quit her drinking. She hated herself for being drunk all the time; I could tell. We didn’t like her much either.
But she knew Jesus. Every time we were in danger, she’d tell us to pray. When we were hungry and driving her nuts with our begging; she’d sing “Jesus Loves Me” to us. She made us go to church, mostly to get us out of the house I think, but she got us there.
So…why did I fear for her salvation? If she wasn’t sure that she’d make it to heaven; then how could I be sure? You reap what you sow; it is a scary concept/verse to meditate on. We as sinners deserve every bitter harvest that is fed to us. I remember about a year before she went in to the hospital for the last time; her telling me that she didn’t think that she’d be in heaven. That’s when I taught my mom the only thing I think I’d ever taught her…what Jesus died on that cross for.
So I sat in front of that gravestone crying with racking sobs, talking to my Jesus about her. I told him my fears, and why I feared them. I forgot to trust in him is what I did.
I climbed wearily into my car after draining myself of every last tear my body had made. I turned the key, and on the radio a song was starting. Mark Harris, “Wish You Were Here” was just coming on. I know that God sent me that song to comfort me. The words come to me every time I think of Mom and her salvation…”Don’t cry for me ‘cause I’m finally free. To run with the angels, on streets made of gold…” What assurance He has gifted me!
So in the years since that day that I cried out to my Father; I remembered the conversation that I had with her; on the day that she said she didn’t know if she would make it to heaven. I remember the message that I delivered to her about our Jesus. I told her the truth about him; and I prayed with her. I can’t believe how easily I had forgotten that!
In retrospect, yes we do reap what we sow. But as Britnee Bradshaw says on ibelieve.com, “The principle of sowing and reaping teaches that regardless of what we’ve done, when we accept Christ into our lives, we accept his Spirit. And with his Spirit comes freedom. There is an eternal life that we reap from the Spirit as we sow by the Spirit. (Galatians 6:8)”
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