Tipping point – the point at which a series of small changes or incidents becomes significant enough to cause a larger and often unstoppable effect.
It was early in the morning. I was driving to my uncle’s farm, about 20 minutes away. I was worshipping God as I drove, thinking on His goodness.

As I drove, I could hear the clinking of empty jars in the vehicle. I smiled as I told God how thankful I was for this day and this gift.

You see, I had received a call the night before. My Aunt Sherry informed me that my uncle invited me to come and get some of his blue lake beans out of his garden for canning. I love to french cut this type of bean. In years past I have purchased a bushel from a local farmer each harvest season.

This year has been different for me. For most things I put up for winter, I have not had to purchase them. I have received calls from different people to come and harvest where I have not sown.

Amos 9:13 says; “The days are coming,” declares the LORD, “when the reaper will be overtaken by the plowman and the planter by the one treading grapes. New wine will drip from the mountains and flow from all the hills.”

John 4:38 in the New Living Translation says; I sent you to harvest where you didn’t plant; others had already done the work, and now you will get to gather the harvest.

As I drove, I meditated on these truths. I began to thank God for the harvest He has given me this year from these different sources.

Suddenly, the Lord spoke to my heart and said, “you have reached your tipping point in this area.”

He began to remind me of the past three or four years.

I began canning and freezing fresh vegetables several years ago. Each time I canned or froze vegetables I shared them with others. I gave a portion of all I prepared, every single year.

As I thought on this I was reminded of something a partner shared with me. She shared the Lord had told her “some harvest is for eating and some is for planting.” That statement has stuck with me for a few years now.

Some harvest is for eating and some for planting. Therefore, each time I would put up harvest for winter, I used some for eating for me and my family. I used some for planting for the next season. Planting as in sowing it into others. Now, God was showing me, I had reached a tipping point in giving a portion of my harvest each time.

Giving is not a one-time event. Although it can happen, we do not usually receive an immediate harvest from our giving. It is a process. That is what God was showing me that day. Giving is a process. As I gave from each time of harvest, it was building up. Every single jar of food I sowed was filling up my account, one day, apparently this year, it filled up and overflowed. I reached my tipping point.

I had given small amounts to the point that it created an unstoppable harvest. I was now reaping a harvest! I began to see what God was showing me. As the scripture says, my cup was running over. I was beyond thankful. Even as I continued to drive, I was praising and thanking God for leading me to sow from each time of harvest and bringing me to this point, this tipping point.

I arrived at my uncles. Grabbed my baskets and began to pick the beans I would put up this season. The beans I would inevitably share a portion of with others. For you see, I understand some harvest is for eating and some for planting.

Before I left his garden that day, my uncle dug me an entire basket of wonderful potatoes to go with my beans. Again, my cup runneth over. Our God is so good and so very faithful. Always, at all times.

Friends, you will reach your tipping point. Keep doing what you are doing. Keep giving. Keep praying. Keep watering your seed. God is faithful. It is tipping point time…may your cup run over this week.

“You can’t pray one thing and then say another and expect change.”KP