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Galatians 6:7: Sowing and Reaping Boundaries
Written by Wilma Zalabak, M.Div.   
Monday, 05 July 2010 16:14


A good boundaries passage: Whatever you sow is what you will reap. Whatever you plant you will harvest. It reminds me of God saying seedtime and harvest will remain and continue as long as earth remains (Genesis 8:22).




You plant radishes, you don't get apples. You plant wheat, you don't harvest grapes. You plant drug use, you don't get to say you never touched the stuff. You plant violence, you get violence (Revelation 13:10). You plant kindness, . . .


Well, yes, the devil got in there somewhere and made some weeds grow up where some of our kindness should have brought us more kindness, but that's to be expected while here on earth. Even so, God has promised that so long as the earth remains, the law of seedtime and harvest will also remain.


"Whatever You."


You plant regular tardiness, you harvest poor grades or evalutation. Your pastor doesn't reap your low marks; you do. You sow wise investments, you reap multiplied resources. You wouldn't want your gardener to reap your benefits, now would you.


Yes, some humans like to soften the fall for others, take the rap, carry the blame and shame for harvests they didn't plant. I believe the devil likes to confuse this sow-and-reap law. Sometimes it's hard to figure out what belongs to whom. Satan is the author of this kind of confusion.


"Whatever You Sow."


You can sow and plant in places other than the ground. I sow and plant every day everywhere in my world, in friends, in projects, in the mail, online, by telephone, . . .


However, I think the most important place I sow and plant is in my mind, and I do that every moment. I want to notice more often whether I'm sowing faith or doubt, . . .


. . . joy or envy, . . .


. . . love or hate.


Whatever I sow, that is what I will reap.

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