Those who sow with tears will reap with songs of joy.
Oh sweet Jesus, I thank you for Psalm 126:5.
Sowing is labor. Usually hard labor. Your back breaks as you bend, your shoulders stiffen under a crushing weight, your knees crack as they give way.
You fight, you push, you struggle. You persevere to see the work completed. You endure to complete it well.
You cultivate and dig and turn up. And all the while, you just barely grasp hope with the tips of your fingers. It almost escapes you.
You engage in a struggle with trust as well. It squirms and writhes to break free from your resolve.
And when all is said and done, when perseverance has completed its work, songs of joy burst through the black earth and proclaim the glory of the giver of life.
Look what He has done! Praise Him for the joy that is yours! Praise Him for bending with you, shouldering your burdens, supporting your frame. Praise Him for fighting for you when your strength ran away. Praise Him for supplying your perseverance, endurance, resolve, hope, and trust.
Find joy in the product of God's cultivation of you.
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