Fresh Pesto By Sunday

Fresh Pesto By Sunday

Yesterday I visited my friend Russell’s farm. The visit reminded me of dozens of spiritual principles. (Maybe that’s why Jesus talked so much about farming.)

But the thing that stood out to me most was the amount of patience and faith that is required to be a farmer.

I got to ride in his hi-tech, GPS-guided planting tractor. It plants rows with perfect precision. Even with the tractor it takes a long time to plant the seeds. It’s a slow process.

It hasn’t really rained in this area in about two years. Russell is planting in dry, wind-blown ground. It’s gonna be a hard road ahead for his little seeds. But they still need to be planted. Russell just has to trust they’ll grow.

I thought about the little farm I’ve got going at home. I planted basil last week and, though I check it every day, all I’m seeing is little stalks popping up (pic below). So much for my fresh pesto this weekend. This farming business is so frustrating!

I know it gets hard doing the right thing and waiting. Especially when everyone around you is living for instant gratification – and they seem to be getting it.

Doing the right thing takes patience. But that’s the nature of this walk of integrity. We plant the seeds then wait. The ground may be dry. But we still need to keep planting. God is the one who brings the harvest.

And let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up. Galatians 6:9