The Crops Are Ripe For Harvest; Learning Under Jesus

Note: This series is written as a first-person narrative in order to present Jesus in the context he walked with the unknown disciple that narrates presenting my thoughts and sparking more thoughts with his questions. Enjoy.


The Disciples Return

I heard voices approaching, turning and looking to see the others returning from buying food. They stopped, eyes wide in surprise at seeing Jesus talking with the Samaritan woman. They didn’t say what was on their minds, a man does not speak to a woman in private, it’s not proper.

The disciples didn’t question it either. We watched her leave, forgetting her water jar. We approached Jesus, trying to get him to eat. Enigmatically he responded, “I have food to eat that you know nothing about.”

I didn’t see him eat anything. The others wondered aloud if someone brought him food. Maybe the woman had some?

My food,” said Jesus, “is to do the will of him who sent me and to finish his work. Don’t you have a saying, ‘It’s still four months until harvest’? I tell you, open your eyes and look at the fields! They are ripe for harvest. Even now the one who reaps draws a wage and harvests a crop for eternal life, so that the sower and the reaper may be glad together. Thus the saying ‘One sows and another reaps’ is true. I sent you to reap what you have not worked for. Others have done the hard work, and you have reaped the benefits of their labor.

He’s sustained and fed just by following God, that’s simple enough I thought. This other part, what crop? Sent where?

A Crowd Gathers

Then I heard more voices. The townspeople were coming down the road, the woman among them. She must have told them about Jesus! Were they going to run us out of town?

No, instead they gathered around us. Jesus began to speak as they listened, and many were believing in him because of her.

One of the other disciples nudged me, whispering, “She was sent.”

What Jesus had said fell into place, the town was the ripe field. Still, I cringed when they asked us to stay two more days. They voluntarily went against culture to generously care for us during that time. Hospitality is generally extended only to your people.

During that time, many more became believers.

Before we left I overheard someone say to the woman, “We no longer believe just because of what you said; now we have heard for ourselves, and we know that this man really is the Savior of the world.”

Savior of the world? I thought about that as we continued on into Galilee.

What are your thoughts about this?

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