His Harvest Fields

In my preparations for leaving this year to travel abroad to serve and to share, 

people would ask, "So, you're going back?"

My answer, was undoubtedly, "Yes!"

And, Lord willing, it always will be.  

I never see myself not going to the nations.

Because once your eyes have been opened to see, 
you cannot become blind again.

Once your ears can hear the cries of the lost, 

you cannot become deaf again. 

 

Once your hands have touched the “least of these”, 
you cannot forget their warmth and beauty.

Once you know the names of the sweet faces of the world, 
you cannot help but pray. 

 Once you have worked in the harvest, 
you want to forever join in with the laborers. 

Once you have given your heart to the nations, 
it will be restless until you return again.  

 

Once you have surrendered to Him above all things, 
you cannot helped but be blessed. 

He blesses His workers. 

 

 

We were blessed.

 

I am blessed. 

And Jesus told them, 

"The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.” 
Luke 10:2