Pastor’s Pen  July 26, 2017

“For everything there is a season and a time for every matter under heaven: a time to be born and a time to die, a time to plant and a time to pluck up what is planted…”

                                    Ecclesiastes 3:1 and 2

The sweet corn is just about ready. I watch it everyday, testing the firmness of the growing cobs, their budding kernels wrapped up like a present, waiting. I can’t help but admire the silky tops, showy and golden in morning light. The corn is just about ripe, but not yet.

One of the most difficult things about being a devoted but novice gardener is knowing when to reap the harvest. If beets and carrots and potatoes are underground, you can’t hardly pull them up every week and then say, “just kidding”, and put them back to cook a little longer.

Fortunately, we live in a village filled with master gardeners, or at least generous people willing to share wisdom and advice. So I asked one of them about the corn. “How do I know when it’s time to pluck up the ripened corn,” I asked. She responded without a hint of sarcasm: “Two days after the raccoons have eaten all of it.”

The point of growing corn is not so much to feed the family. I won’t be harvesting a field of it and putting it up for the winter like my forebears, after all. It simply reminds me of who I am, a beloved daughter of God, invited to trust God’s bountiful provision. God lays out a table of plenty for us even when the raccoons of the world threaten to gobble it all up.

Prayer: We thank you God for the yield of your harvest, for caring for our needs and also for that of all creatures, with your abundance beyond our imagining.  And thanks for sweet corn in summer, one of your good and perfect gifts. Amen

Grace, mercy and peace,

Pastor Anna V. Copeland