Reaping the harvest

October has been harvest time in North America. Ann Voskamp realizes that

no harvest of holiness, of happiness, was ever reaped by anyone who didn’t make a field inside of themselves to be alone long with God. Maybe that’s the only harvest there is at the end of the day, at the end,

the only thing that God ever asks

is that you answer no long enough to the loud

to have time to be out standing in this field

where real yield is found in the yes to His proposal of intimacy

where you can see who is fulfilled

in the way they bow.