This post is from my message The Harvest. Listen to the full message with presentation HERE
Lately, God has been pressing something on my heart in a way I cannot ignore. You know those seasons where you feel like the Lord is highlighting one message, and then you keep hearing it everywhere. In songs. In sermons. In conversations. In your quiet time. It is as if He is underlining the same sentence until you finally say, “Okay, I hear You.” That is where I have been.
And the word that keeps showing up for me is this: the harvest.
Jesus saw the crowds and felt something deeper than pity
In Matthew 9, we are given a glimpse into the heart of Jesus.
Matthew 9:35–38 (NIV)
“Jesus went through all the towns and villages, teaching in their synagogues, proclaiming the good news of the kingdom and healing every disease and sickness. When he saw the crowds, he had compassion on them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. Then he said to his disciples, ‘The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Ask the Lord of the harvest, therefore, to send out workers into his harvest field.’”
That word compassion does not mean mild concern. It is not simply feeling sorry for someone. The compassion Jesus felt was deep, gut-level, and impossible to ignore.
And I had to ask myself a hard question.
Do I have the same compassion Jesus has for the lost?
If I am honest, the answer was not always yes.
I could feel sorry for people. I could say, “I will pray for you.” I could recognize that someone was struggling. But the kind of compassion that moves you and compels you to act was something God started convicting me about.
The world we live in is full of people who are confused, harassed, and helpless. Not just emotionally, but spiritually. People are confused about who they are, what truth is, whether Jesus is real, and what kind of life they are supposed to live.
As followers of Christ, we cannot afford to be casual about that.
The enemy has a strategy and it is real
Scripture reminds us that there is a very real spiritual battle happening.
2 Corinthians 4:4 (NIV)
“The god of this age has blinded the minds of unbelievers, so that they cannot see the light of the gospel that displays the glory of Christ, who is the image of God.”
Sometimes our lack of compassion is not because we do not care, but because we forget how real the battle is. There is an enemy whose goal is to keep people from seeing the truth.
I believe we are stepping into a season where God is emboldening His people again. A season where we stop shrinking back and start speaking with love, clarity, and courage. People are hurting. People are searching. People are breaking.
And we have hope in our hands.
What we must have to reach the lost
As I prayed over this, I felt the Lord show me three things believers must have if we are going to reach the harvest.
A heart for the lost
A hand for the lost
A home for the lost
A heart for the lost
We have to care, not in theory, but with eternity in mind.
We have to care that people are headed toward a forever without Jesus. We have to care that many are spiritually wandering like sheep without a shepherd.
Jesus made His mission clear.
John 3:16–17 (NIV)
“For God so loved the world that he gave his one and only Son, that whoever believes in him shall not perish but have eternal life. For God did not send his Son into the world to condemn the world, but to save the world through him.”
Jesus did not come to condemn the world. He came to save it. That means we cannot spend our lives offended by people’s sin while refusing to love them the way Jesus does. Scripture also reminds us to keep our priorities straight.
1 John 2:15–17 (NIV)
“Do not love the world or anything in the world. If anyone loves the world, love for the Father is not in them.
For everything in the world, the lust of the flesh, the lust of the eyes, and the pride of life, comes not from the Father but from the world. The world and its desires pass away, but whoever does the will of God lives forever.”
We are not called to love the system of this world, but we are absolutely called to love the people God created.
Love is not optional.
1 Corinthians 13:1–2 (NIV)
“If I speak in the tongues of men or of angels, but do not have love, I am only a resounding gong or a clanging cymbal. If I have the gift of prophecy and can fathom all mysteries and all knowledge, and if I have a faith
2) A Hand for the Lost
There’s an old saying that stays true:
People don’t care how much you know until they know how much you care.
Words alone don’t always reach a hurting soul.
Some people need the Gospel spoken.
Some people need a sandwich.
Some people need socks.
Some people need a letter in prison.
Some people need someone to sit with them when life collapses.
Jesus said when you do it for “the least of these,” you’re doing it for Him. And God doesn’t ask us to do anything He hasn’t done. Scripture says In Romans 5:8 that He demonstrated His love for us—while we were still sinners, Christ died for us.
Love that doesn’t move into action isn’t love that looks like Jesus.
3) A Home for the Lost
I read a quote that stuck with me:
“The church is the only society that exists for the benefit of those who are not its members.”
Yes, as believers, we gather to be built up. We need fellowship and discipleship. But the church is also meant to be a place where the lost can come in and breathe. Not be stared at. Not be whispered about. Not feel like a project.
A place that feels safe—where someone can say,
“I don’t know if I believe yet.”
“I’m struggling with sin.”
“I have questions.”
“I don’t know what I’m doing.”
…and still feel welcomed.
Because that’s what a home is.
A home is where you can come in messy, and still be loved.
A home is where you can learn.
A home is where you can grow.
Acts 2 shows us the early church—devoted to teaching, fellowship, prayer, and generosity. They ate together, met daily, cared for needs, and Scripture says the Lord added to their number daily.
That’s what happens when God’s people create a home.
A Costco moment that changed me
After God gave me this message, I started praying differently. I asked Him to help me be more attentive, more aware of the people around me. And then one day, I was in Costco (because of course I was), waiting on a sample like it was a full-course meal.
Two employees were talking, and suddenly the conversation turned spiritual. One said something like, “That person isn’t going to heaven because they’re not good enough.” I looked at the man and asked, “Are you going to heaven?”
He said, “No.”
I said, “Why not?”
He told me he didn’t believe in heaven. He talked about not remembering before birth and assuming death is the same. He believed being “good” would be enough. And right there—between a sample table and a warehouse of bulk groceries—God opened a door.
I told him Jesus made it simple.
Not “try harder.”
Not “be better.”
Not “earn your way.”
But believe.
We talked. We laughed a little. We didn’t argue. But the Word was coming out of me in a way that felt led and intentional. I introduced myself, we shook hands, and when I finally walked away, I started crying.
Not because the conversation was dramatic…
but because I cared.
I cared about his soul.
I cared that eternity is real.
I cared that if something happened to him, he was not ready.
And I realized: that’s the compassion Jesus had.
A Bible example: Nehemiah had all three
When I asked God for a biblical picture of heart, hand, and home, He brought me to Nehemiah. Nehemiah heard that Jerusalem’s walls were broken down—his people were in trouble and disgrace.
And what did he do?
He wept.
He mourned.
He fasted.
He prayed.
That’s a heart.
But he didn’t stop there.
He asked the king for permission, went back, and rebuilt.
That’s a hand.
And once the wall was rebuilt, the Word was read to the people, and they were taught again.
That’s a home.
Nehemiah didn’t just feel something—he let that burden move him into action.
Why this matters so much to me
In 2005, I moved to Houston and worked in a senior living community. There was a library upstairs full of donated books. I was not a believer then, but I loved to read. One day, I found a book from the Left Behind series, and I couldn’t stop reading. It’s about people who missed the rapture—people who were lost, scared, confused, and left behind. And as I read, something hit me:
If Jesus came back today… that would be me.
That weekend, I went to church and gave my life to the Lord.
And I can trace that moment back to something simple: someone else in that community had cared enough to plant truth in my life for months, and God used a book to wake me up.
So when I think about the harvest, this isn’t abstract to me. This is real.
What we must do now
So what do we do with all of this?
We keep the main thing the main thing.
Read the Word.
Not just verses—the Bible. From beginning to end. We can’t reflect God’s heart if we don’t know His Word.
Know the Word.
When Scripture lives in you, the Holy Spirit brings it up right when you need it.
Live the Word.
Our public and private lives should align. Not perfection—but integrity.
Share the Word.
Not aggressively. Not arrogantly. But boldly, with love.
Because there are people all around us who will be left behind if nobody tells them.
And hell was not made for humanity. God made it for the devil—who has been trying to drag people with him ever since.
God made heaven for us.
A prayer I’m praying daily
Titus 3:3-7 reminds us who we used to be:
3 At one time we too were foolish, disobedient, deceived and enslaved by all kinds of passions and pleasures. We lived in malice and envy, being hated and hating one another. 4 But when the kindness and love of God our Savior appeared, 5 he saved us, not because of righteous things we had done, but because of his mercy. He saved us through the washing of rebirth and renewal by the Holy Spirit, 6 whom he poured out on us generously through Jesus Christ our Savior, 7 so that, having been justified by his grace, we might become heirs having the hope of eternal life.
The only difference between me and the lost is grace.
So my prayer is this:
Lord, give me compassion again.
Help me see people the way You see them.
Make me a worker in the harvest.
Give me a heart, a hand, and a home.
Let’s pray for the lost
Jesus said, “Pray to the Lord of the harvest to send workers.”
And here’s the truth:
We can be the answer to our own prayers.
So this year, let’s make it a resolution that actually matters:
Not just goals.
Not just plans.
Not just self-improvement.
But souls.
Let’s pray for the lost . Let’s pray for our families, our friends, our neighbors, our coworkers, and let’s get to work.