A Little Folding of the Hands

Solomon took a walk past a neighbour’s vineyard and stopped to look. “I went by the field of the slothful, and by the vineyard of the man void of understanding; And, lo, it was all grown over with thorns, and nettles had covered the face thereof, and the stone wall thereof was broken down.”

He didn’t walk on. “Then I saw, and considered it well: I looked upon it, and received instruction.” And here is what he learned: “Yet a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands to sleep: So shall thy poverty come as one that travelleth.”

The vineyard didn’t fall apart in a day. It was a little sleep, a little slumber, a little folding of the hands, season after season. Weeds come slowly. So does fruit.

Take a walk through your own field today. Your prayer life, your marriage, your health, your work. What will it look like in a year if nothing changes? A little diligence now goes a long way.