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Reflections on the harvest

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With traveling, retreat leading and job-hunting, the last few weeks seem to have flown past. In fact, the last year has flown past! A year since my unpaid sabbatical year began. While leading a retreat down at Lee Abbey a week or so ago, I found myself mulling over what has been achieved and what has not been achieved. Although that might be the wrong way to express it. One of my strengths and one of my failings is that I’m good at planning and programming my life, and most of the time, I stick to the plan. I was determined not to plan the year away!  So I had vague plans for this year out – nothing definite. I was going to finish at least one of the books that I’ve been planning and writing for the last few years. Preferably two of them. I was going to do some other writing, do lots of walking, train for a 10K run, maybe look at composing some songs, practice my violin, spend time on my artwork, learn to make bobbin-lace, visit some of the places I’d always wanted to go…. the list continued!

I haven’t finished any of the books I’d started writing. I have written some other things instead, things that at the start of the year would have been completely alien to me. I have spent some time walking. I have learnt to make bobbin lace, and how to bead a bauble. I have sewn and embroidered. I have knitted a Shetland lace shawl. I can now spin wool on a spindle and a spinning wheel. The violin has spent most of its year in the case. I have been to some of the places I’d heard about. I have laughed and cried and had the space to do it in, discovering yet again who I am, and starting to discern what God is calling me to at this stage in my life. It has at time felt like being put through a wringer.

My life has lain fallow this year. Most of what I have seen, photographed, written about, has been influenced by factors outside my own life. Events happening in other people’s lives. Nature in all her many moods. The harvest that has emerged has been not of my planting, but of God’s. Some of it is barely discernible to me. At times I question if there has been a harvest at all! But some of those looking on assure me there is one. There is certainly a feeling that seeds have been planted, and will spring into life when the climate is right. In the meantime I must wait, and make sure the fields are nourished, protected and prepared.

The writing continues, the blogging will continue, as will the various bits of sewing, knitting, etc. I have Christmas presents to make. The job-hunting continues, the grind of filling in application forms, phone-calls, searching, looking. Not an entirely positive experience. The being with God continues. In all of this, I hold on to the fact that God has a plan for me, and where I eventually end up will be his plan for my life, not mine. I wait for the future.

In the quietness of the old church

Propped in the corner

Stands the sheaf of corn

Pale gold, gleaming in the light

Stirred by the breeze, it rustles slightly

The seeds are  ripe,

Ready for the harvest

For the planting

For the coming year

Waiting

For future to be decided.

sheaf of corn

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Author: iggandfriends

Taking time out to ponder life and everything else. This is the space where I press the pause button on my busy life to reconnect with God, to re-energize, and focus on my creativity. Time out to blow bubbles, walk on the beach, write some stuff, do some needlework, and generally enjoy life once again. You can view my main blog at www.iggandfriends.wordpress.com. I also have another blog at www,faithinthehome.wordpress.com, and a arty/crafty one at http://52weeksofcreations.wordpress.com/. I hope you enjoy visiting :)

11 thoughts on “Reflections on the harvest

  1. The poem here together with the picture are in themselves seeds you have sown, to many the past year has been a time of receiving plenty of good seed such as this, I am sure you will find that you have spent a year with God sowing seed in places where you did not expect and that seed is bearing Him fruit. In between sowing and harvest is the time of greatest mystery.. In the parable the sower just sows, he has no control over the Wind, Rain, Sunshine, he sows generously and without his knowledge, or comprehension of how, the seed grows. I pray that the Holy Spirit will take you by the hand and show you what had become of your seed and that he will guide you with his discerning eye. God Bless.

  2. It appears to me to be time well spent. The follow field, when rested, gives far more than it did before. Congratulations on reaching this stage of the journey and I wish you strength and grace in the job search. A lucky group or parish will discover you soon, I am sure.

  3. I have enjoyed, wondered, been inspired and, sometimes amused, by your clear observations.
    Best wishes in the next stages of what you are doing.
    Hope you might find a way to keep some presence here ?.

  4. Wishing you all the best on the next stage of your journey – all will be revealed to you when God feels the time is right. He will always equip you with the strength and knowledge to be able to move on, even if you can’t see it yourself. Only with hindsight do you realise that is the case. An opportunity will present itself, probably when you least expect it, so remaining open to what God is saying to you is key.
    Alison x

  5. Hiya, Wilderness is of course ironically the most creative space, full with the potential of God – shame we often think of it as barren – Sounds like you’ve had a great “wilderness year”

  6. I wish you all the best, your life surely seems calm…and I will be praying that God opens doors for you 🙂 keep up the good work…

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