The
Delayed Harvest
One
of the surest principles of the harvest is its delay. I can't pick beans the
day after I sow bean seeds. Newly planted asparagus roots won't produce a
significant crop for two or three years. Our sapling oak trees will provide a
canopy of shade for our great-grandchildren’s play!
It
is the slow, steady growth of trees that most resembles God's work—though the
wicked spring up like grass, the righteous
will flourish like a palm tree and
will become oaks of righteousness.
(Ps.92) One of the delightful oaks that has been growing in my life is the
relationship that I enjoy with my three adult sons and their families. We share
holidays and meals, gardening and golf, work and worship. What fed this splendid
growth? The growth of it was painstakingly nurtured ring by ring and
inch-by-inch.
- Ring #1: Playing most of my golf with my young sons rather than my friends. (By the second hole they were hot, frustrated, and ready to dash to the swimming pool.)
- Ring #2: Working with my boys in a small lawn care business. (I could have earned more money and suffered less grief—“Dad, do we have to mow today? It's too hot!"—if I had worked on my own.)
- Ring #3: Establishing my office at home. (I could have written several more books if I had located my office away from their frequent interruptions.)
- Ring #4: Coaching my sons' athletic teams. (Doesn't everyone love a task that involves griping parents, incompetent referees, and rowdy children?!)
- Ring #5: Vacationing as
a family. (I would have preferred more romantic get-aways with my wife!)
Parenting
makes remarkable demands but has few instant rewards. My boys didn't slap me on
the back and say, "Wow! You're sure a great dad to give up your Saturday
golf game to play golf with us." None of my golfing friends, who watched
my handicap balloon to an eight from a two, said, "I think it's great to
see a father put his kids first." So why did I persevere? Because I was
confident that planting those choice seeds would one day produce a delightful harvest.