I have always associated the reaper of
souls with a negative connotation. The black-hooded and faceless character with
a sickle in his hand (her hand?) doing the dastardly death duty. It just goes to prove how twisted is the
material that emanates from the demonic PR department. Here Jesus is referring to himself as the
“reaper of souls”, not for death but for life.
The disciples are out hunting for bread to eat while Jesus, the reaper
of souls for life eternal, is busy at work doing what he has been called to do.
Jesus uses some very interesting language
in describing this reaping. For one he
refers to the reaper “drawing his wages.”
What are the wages he draws? If
Jesus is the reaper of souls for life, what are the wages he receives? I can only surmise from my limited
perspective that he is referring to the woman, who even as they speak, is
running to her village to share of the encounter she had with someone who
appears to be the Messiah. The harvest
has already begun. Every day of his ministry
is reaping time. By that definition John
can be considered the sower. He is the
one who prepared the way for the Messiah.
He plants the seeds of repentance; Jesus comes and begins to reap souls
for His Kingdom. John never totally grasps
the breadth of his work or the far-reaching impact of the ministry of the One
who came after him. He dies before the
first-fruits are harvested.
The message given by Jesus to his
disciples does not end with them. It
remains for me today. It doesn’t matter
who sows the seed or who reaps the harvest; what matters most is that there is
a harvest. The celebration is for those
who take part in the labor that leads to the harvest. Everyone has a part—large or small only from
our perspective. In God’s eyes the labor
is equally valuable and the celebration for the souls saved is equally shared
by all who experience the joy of seeking and saving the lost. This is not a labor done to gain salvation or
to earn God’s favor. It is a labor of
love done to share the salvation bestowed by God on us to others who are
searching for more than the dry and desolate existence masquerading as the life
they have endured. Showers of blessings
are upon us now! Let’s get the word out.
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