Anticipation hangs in the morning air.
Hey, do you fellas hear something?
Yeah, I hear it! Run for your lives!
The harvest has begun.
Chopping, shredding, stripping, flinging.
Leaving only stubble.
And spewing forth the gold.
Now he who supplies seed to the sower and bread for food will also supply and increase your store of seed and will enlarge the harvest of your righteousness.
2 Corinthians 9:10 (NIV)