{"id":332,"date":"2026-11-04T06:08:00","date_gmt":"2026-11-04T11:08:00","guid":{"rendered":"https:\/\/musicascristianas.online\/devocionales\/?p=332"},"modified":"2026-11-04T06:08:02","modified_gmt":"2026-11-04T11:08:02","slug":"dont-give-up-halfway-the-harvest-is-coming","status":"publish","type":"post","link":"https:\/\/musicascristianas.online\/devocionales\/en\/dont-give-up-halfway-the-harvest-is-coming\/","title":{"rendered":"Don’t Give Up Halfway: The Harvest Is Coming"},"content":{"rendered":"
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The Hook<\/h2>\n

Think of the marathon runner at mile 18. Two hours in, her legs burn with every stride, her breathing feels like the air turned to lead\u2026 and there are still 8 miles to go. Right there, exactly there, appears the famous \u00abwall\u00bb: that inner voice shouting \u00abstop, you can’t do this, this isn’t for you\u00bb. The curious thing is that most runners who quit a marathon don’t quit at mile 1 or mile 25; they quit in that middle stretch, where they’ve spent too much energy to turn back and have too far to go to see the finish line. They quit not because their bodies are broken, but because their minds convinced them it wasn’t worth continuing.<\/p>\n

The spiritual life works exactly the same way. We don’t get tired at the start \u2014we start with fire, with plans, with a highlighted Bible and promises on the wall\u2014. We get tired in the middle of the road<\/strong>: when we’ve spent months praying for that person who doesn’t change, serving in a ministry where nobody thanks you, being honest in a job where everyone takes shortcuts, forgiving the same thing for the fifth time\u2026 and you still don’t see results. That’s your mile 18. And it’s exactly there where the enemy whispers the loudest: \u00abstop sowing, nobody notices, nothing changes\u00bb.<\/p>\n

The Truth<\/h2>\n

The apostle Paul wrote this to the Christians in Galatia, a young church that was discouraged: between the critics’ attacks, the pressure around them and the passing of time, many had started to slack off. Paul himself was a church planter who knew weariness from the inside: weeks of walking journeys, shipwrecks, rejection, beatings, prisons. If anyone had the right to say \u00abI can’t go on\u00bb, it was him. And yet he writes: \u00abAnd let us not grow weary of doing good, for in due season we will reap, if we do not give up.\u00bb<\/strong> \u2014 Galatians 6:9.<\/p>\n

Notice the image he chooses: a farmer. The one who sows does not harvest the next day; he works under the sun, waters, pulls the weeds, waits for the rains\u2026 and the harvest comes in due season<\/strong>, not on our schedule. No farmer digs up the seed every week to check whether it grew; doing that would kill it. Paul doesn’t promise that doing good is easy or fast; he promises that it’s worth it<\/strong>. The real danger isn’t the opposition outside, it’s the fainting inside: quitting sowing just before harvest season. Keeping on sowing when you see nothing is the purest act of faith: you believe God is watering what you cannot see.<\/p>\n

The Reflection<\/h2>\n