I love that the word harvest is on my list for preparations for Thanksgiving. I have a brown thumb. I am no good at growing stuff. I tend to forget to water, prune, anything that a plant requires for survival. So I am filled with pleasure when I can harvest in my own backyard. God blessed citrus trees with resilience. They don’t need me. And yet they give back to me.
This is how God’s love is. Abundant. All we have to do is harvest it.
I am wishing for you this holiday season an abundant harvest.
Like that tiny mustard seed. When planted it takes root and turns into a large tree with many branches.
Open up your arms to the world.
Glow like the lemon in the sunlight.
Be the harvest.