From Seed to Harvest: Where are The Labourers
Over recent weeks, a quiet thread has woven its way through many reflections, poems, illustrations, and conversations. At first, each one seemed to stand alone; yet, looking back, they reveal a single unfolding story.
I wondered whether to step back from it, afraid it might feel too familiar. But no — this is something we all need to hear.
May it encourage us, inspire us, and urge us onward.
Perhaps all along, the Lord has been preparing our hearts for this unfolding truth:
This is the story of the Kingdom, and it begins with a seed.
What began as scattered thoughts has slowly become one thread: seed, soil, waiting, tending, and harvest.
The Journey
A seed is planted. Hidden beneath the soil, much is taking place that no one can see.
The kernel carries life within it. Though buried, it is not forgotten. Though unseen, it is not inactive.
God is already at work.
Then comes the waiting. The watering. The sunshine.
But there are storms too. Seasons of drought. Infestations. And sometimes a seed may look like all the others, yet the heart of it has died — perhaps because it was not stored well.
How are we storing the seeds entrusted to us?
Then the pruning begins. Will the gardener stand anxiously watching for a yield, or will they exercise patience, knowing the crop they are tending?
Every stage has purpose.
Some seeds are sown so quietly that we hardly notice them at the time. A lesson shared. A child listening. A truth taking root beneath the surface.
Short Story/Reflection
Sunday School Seeds
(From The Seasons of Life. By Pearline Nelson-Stephens)
Teaching Sunday School
Was always a pleasure Sowing seeds of faith
For the next generation
Year 3:
Our seven to eight year olds
A delight.
Not babies
Not grown
Pushing boundaries
The day came to remind the class how the first man and woman lost their beautiful Eden
An appropriate cartoon shown
The children riveted Eyes glued
When from the back Came the sound: “Don’t eat it you stupid, naked woman!”
A child on her feet
Wishing to turn back time
To reclaim the Garden days
The class fell about laughing
One sunk to the floor rolling
I pray the seeds have germinated
When temptation comes…
That that woman
Will remember the child she was
Who yelled: “Don’t eat it!”
Perhaps that is how the Lord often works: planting truth in ordinary moments, then bringing it back to remembrance when it is needed most.
The Seeds Already Sown
As we look back, the Sunday School story becomes one such seed: a small act of faith, simple words spoken to children, and a lesson that may not bear visible fruit for decades.
Yet every seed matters.
The Hidden Kernal
What appears lifeless often contains extraordinary potential.
God works beneath the surface long before anyone else notices.
We faithfully do what is necessary to protect what has been planted.
The journey from seed to harvest is rarely straight or swift. It winds through hidden places, quiet classrooms, remembered words, and seasons where nothing seems to move at all. Yet each stage belongs to the same story.
The Waiting Season
Between sowing and harvesting lies a season many find difficult.
It is here that discouragement whispers.
Nothing appears to be happening.
But heaven measures differently.
“Let us not become weary in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap a harvest if we do not give up.”
— Galatians 6:9
The unseen season is never wasted.
And if the seed has been planted, if the field has been tended, if the waiting has done its quiet work, then the question must come: who will go into the harvest?
The harvest is plentiful, and the question remains:
Where are the labourers?
Not simply preachers, but teachers, parents, grandparents, writers, artists, editors, nurses, midwives, gardeners, neighbours, prayer warriors, and encouragers.
There is room for many more faithful hands in this harvest field.
Those who plant. Those who water. Those who weed. Those who harvest.
Every faithful hand matters.
Even then, the labourer must remember the order of the Kingdom. We may be called to work the field, but we are not the ones who make it grow.
God Gives the Increase
One plants. Another waters. Another reaps.
Yet none can claim the harvest, for the increase belongs to God.
This truth frees us from both pride and discouragement: our responsibility is faithfulness; His responsibility is fruitfulness.
The following picture was shared earlier in our dialogue, but it reminds us that we are workers together with Him. Each person does their part. You were never meant to work in isolation.
The Invitation
Perhaps you have been waiting for a great calling.
Perhaps the Lord is simply asking you to plant today’s seed.
One conversation.
One prayer.
One act of kindness.
One encouraging word.
One faithful step.
The harvest begins there.
Can you hear the call? Will you respond?
A Closing Reflection
We are not all called to the same task, but we are all called to the same field.
Some plant. Some water. Some encourage. Some reap.
None of us can do everything, yet each of us can do something.
The seed is waiting. The field is ready. The Lord of the harvest is calling.
Will we answer?
Until Harvest
Pause and Consider
- What 'seeds' have been planted in your life: God seemed silent, only to discover later that He was quietly preparing you for what lay ahead?
- We are all called to the same field, but not to the same task. In this season of your life, where do you believe God is calling you to serve?
- Are you planting… watering… encouraging… weeding… or gathering? Whatever your task, are you able to leave the increase in God's hands?
- What is one seed you can intentionally plant this week?
- Can you think of a 'Sunday School seed' from your own life; a word spoken years ago that has only recently begun to bear fruit?
Join The Conversation
I'd love to hear from you.
If you feel comfortable, share one seed you hope to plant this week in the comments below.
Or perhaps tell us about a seed someone planted in your life that has continued to bear fruit over the years.
You never know who might be encouraged by your story.
Continuing The Journey
If this reflection has encouraged you, you may also enjoy The Seasons of Life by Pearline Nelson-Stephens.
A collection of poems, reflections, encouragement, faith, family, hope, perseverance, worship, and life’s many seasons.
📖 A book for all seasons. A gift for all occasions.
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Thanks. Very encouraging. Sometimes we sow seeds but we do not see the end product, nevertheless they are growing and bearing fruits without our knowledge.
God's word was planted in my heart many years ago. I thank God for his words but in I wanting to walk a righteous way I became proud and hard hearted. Through a wonderful encounter with The Lord I found freedom and joy. The thing I learned are precious now they are not laws to live by but promises that continue to bring encounters of his presence that keeps me and draws me nearer. His word I has been hidden in my heart.
Reading this was such a timely reminder of Gods faithfulness. I also thought about the seed that goes into the ground and dies to self and to all things once held dear and making the choice to die daily. It is in the dying we produce a harvest. (John 12:24) This inspiration was so timely, encouraging and helpful for my deeper reflections.
So inspiring and encouraging. I praise God for this website. May God help ensure as many people as possible come across it.
A very encouraging, inspirational blog, filled with truth.
Thank you for your lovely comments
I would love to hear your story. If you're happy to share, what has been your season of waiting—or your season of harvest? What helped you through?