The Hungarian countryside was like those repeating backgrounds in cartoons. In a hamlet of tile roofed houses, we negotiated a horse plodding before a cart heaped with manure. Regaining the open road, we passed a farmer and his smock clad wife pitchforking compost around verdant crops. Then the scenes repeated with humorous predictability.
The key to Hungary’s agricultural triumph is organic fertilizer. While other countries spew chemicals, Hungarians have mastered the art of repurposing animal waste. I say it’s an art because spread too thinly the plants starve, whereas an application that’s too thick burns crops under the potency.
Raising up a harvest of salvation is much the same. In Hungary, and in other places, I’ve witnessed the impact of using monetary resources to support the gospel. If insufficient funds are given, God’s message starves. If money is indiscriminately heaped on, the gospel burns under materialism.
Not too thin, not too thick, simply means that in addition to sending finances, I also work alongside the locals. I am undeservedly privileged to spend time in their world. What a blessing to know the true artists of gospel fertilizer whom I can support with prayer, finances, and encouragement.
Prayer: Lord of the harvest, it is an honor to pray and pay for workers.