Only thru the Blood Of Jesus

The Fields are White unto the Harvest (John 4:35) By: Maxine M. Sometime in EARLY summer, the 1st fruits of our garden we can begin to enjoy Radishes, rhubarb, lettuce, strawberries bring a culinary delight! Oh Boy!! All from those tiny seeds that in early spring we were so careful to deploy These 1st fruits mature before the full-blown heat & tribulations of summer arrive But by mid-summer melons, tomatoes and cucumbers are ready…for a beautiful harvest we strive These plants will continue to bloom & produce as long as the vines are alive Later, corn, squash and pumpkins will HURRY to ripen before summer’s end Knowing it’s inevitable that a “killing” frost the fall months will send Stopping the growing season, against which the gardener tries to defend In life, these “growing” principles are reflected with each new baby born With all the potential for growth…similar to that

Treasure in Earthen Vessel By: Maxine M. Recently we watched an old prospector in a late night western show He never found the big “mother lode” hiding somewhere in the earth below But a small nugget here, another there, gold dust in his pan made his face glow Little by little his treasure grew…he knew one day his wealth would be complete So he built towards that unknown date, undeterred by cold, heat, wind, rain or sleet Consistently faithful to his task…daily routine simply repeat But the accumulating treasure wasn’t kept in containers that would attract attention Lest “WOULD-BE” robbers come and steal his intended old-age pension But was hidden in ORDINARY inconspicuous places…places he’d never mention A common sack among his cornmeal & flour, a rusty tin can clearly marked “beans” Secret places away from prying eyes so as not to tempt evil intended fiends Any visitor would see him as a “DELUSIONAL DREAMER