Then He said to His disciples, “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Therefore, pray to the Lord of the harvest that He may send out workers into His harvest field.” Matthew 9:37-38, TLV

A Blowtorch or Sickle?   Matthew’s record of Yeshua’s activities in chapter 9 is a whirlwind of healing, deliverance, correction, exhortation, and teaching. Imagine following Him from miracle to miracle or watching Him give a “what for” to some snooty Pharisees.

Even just a few days of these accomplishments, the disciples were probably patting one another on the backs that they were the chosen ones. They had front-row seats when Jesus would rid them of their Roman oppressors. Yeah!

Then Jesus turns to them, not with fire in His eyes, but compassion and says, “The harvest is plentiful, but the workers are few. Therefore, pray to the Lord of the harvest that He may send out workers into His harvest field.”

What?

When He saw the crowds, He felt compassion for them, because they were harassed and helpless, like sheep without a shepherd. (vs. 36, TLV)

If we’ve learned anything about our Messiah — the Son of the Creator of the Universe — we’ve learned that He wasn’t political. Were the Romans oppressing them? Oh my, yes. Did the Jewish people need to be set free?

Yes, but not in the way they expected. Because Yeshua was there to gather the lost, have compassion for them, and would soon suffer horribly as atonement for their sins.

These followers, especially the twelve, were to learn how to follow in His footsteps. Rather than seeking deliverance from the Romans and praying God would rain down the fires of revenge, they should be seeking deliverance from sin and showing how others could receive that atonement.

In other words, rather than torching the Gentile fields — ripe and ready for harvest — they were to toil in harvesting them.

Today, there are oppressors all around us — physical and spiritual. Here’s our challenge: which deliverance are we seeking? From them? Or offering them deliverance?

Do we have a blowtorch or a sickle? It’s our choice.