Given the size of the garden, there have been some times where there is so much to gather, and the youngsters, as they are able, have been mostly happy to chip in and help.  Unfortunately, not all are willing participants, and so often those less disposed to this task are assigned other roles of helping with the youngest siblings so Mom can get things done.  Also, some of the kids do lose attention quickly and wander from the task, so it's often a couple of faithful gatherers and myself.  Dad thoughtfully commented the other day, "Too bad we don't have any gleaners."

Many mornings I've thought of the harvest of people, and the words of the Lord, "The harvest is plentiful but the workers are few."  How many are there who look upon the task without interest or concern, and how many more of us are there who weary all too quickly of sharing Jesus with a lost and dying world.  And there are the faithful who plod along attempting to gather all that they can.  How sad the fruit that must be left to either rot or be gleaned.  The prayer of my heart is that He send out laborers into the harvest.