“Those who sow in tears shall reap in joy. He who continually goes forth weeping, bearing precious seed for sowing, shall doubtless come again with rejoicing, bringing his sheaves with him.” (Psalm 126:5-6)
The ancient inspired hymn writer is describing a father who is sowing seeds his family desperately needs because they are hungry. As a provider he knows that if he does not plant these seeds, there will be no food for them and they will starve to death. He therefore sows these precious seeds with tears streaming down his face.
The Holy Spirit leads the author to a beautiful application after he paints this solemn picture for us: sometimes when we are suffering to the point of tears, those tears are precious seeds our heavenly Father is sowing in the soil of our suffering. When that is the case, we will doubtless come again rejoicing and bringing the fruitful results of our suffering with us.
This is a truth that is often shared in the Bible. Sometimes suffering is not the setback it appears to be. It is rather the cutback of our heavenly Father who is like a divine Vineyard keeper. He cuts us back to increase the quality and the quantity of the fruit our life is yielding for Him.
I sometimes think God is more real and works more effectively in the lives of people while they are in the waiting rooms outside the operating theaters of our hospitals than He does in the sanctuaries of our churches. God does not waste our sorrows and we should not waste them either.
Listen to the wisdom of the hymn writer when he tells us our tears are precious seeds that will ultimately rejoice our hearts.
love your work…your Heavenly craft, a conduit for truth for a life that lasts!
IT WILL BE WORTH IT ALL..
I would like to share a testimony to the glory of God about ” the precious seeds of tears” that rescued me from self-destruction. When I was in elementary grade school, I attended an after school Bible club where I heard the stories of Jesus, memorized verses and the Books of the Bible. During that period of time, the Lord burdened the heart of a devout Christian woman whom I had not met and gave her these verses as a promise for my salvation. I came from a troubled and abusive home that she had come to know about.
I carried the planted seeds of the Word with me through the very difficult years that lay ahead and the Holy Spirit used them during bouts of questioning God’s existence until coming to Him at age 21. I, myself, cried many tears during my later teens as depression culminated and I did not think I would live to see thirty years of age. I had especially experienced a tumultuous and painful relationship with a young man I met upon graduation from high school.
One year before this relationship came to a bitter end, however, I met this young man’s mother. On the last day she and I had agreed to see each other, she invited me to a midweek prayer service where i was led to the Lord. Two years later while in Bible school where God would build structure and discipline into my life, He revealed to me in a surprising way that she was the same woman who had been praying for me since I was a child. When she found out more about my background and realized who I was she wet her pillow with tears every night for that final year leading up to my salvation and said God had fulfilled His promise to the very letter of His Word. She quoted Psalms 126:4,5, underlined in her Bible which she left me upon going to be with the Lord. When I found this out, I fell to my knees at the dormitory bedside and wept with tears of thanksgiving.
The man who led me to Christ was a missionary by the name of Harold Wildish. He said one day at a missions conference if he had another life to live he would devote it to child evangelism. I am now involved in child evangelism and after school Bible clubs. Eternity will one day reveal the fruits of our tears and the sowing of the seeds of suffering and of God’s Word. “It will be worth it all when we see Jesus, Life’s trials will seem so small when we see Christ; One glimpse of His dear face all sorrow will erase, So bravely run the race ’til we see Christ.” Praise the Lord!
Dear Anonymous, thank you for your kind words. This is but one layer of my story. I didnt seem to be able to connect with your suggested reference. I have wanted to share more, but when and where appropriate. God bless.