Seeds…
Ξ September 16th, 2008 | → 0 Comments | ∇ Pursuit |
Farming isn’t as prevalent here in the states as it once was, not just as when I was a child, but even more so than when my father was a child. Very few times have I planted seeds in the soil and experienced the growing of a plant and wondered at it. Few times have I cared for a plant at all, let alone one that I planted. I think we kind of lose track of how much we are dependent upon the growers of plants. Without people that did so, we would have little in the way of all sorts of items that we take for granted, things like bread, vegetables, plastics, cloth… the list goes on. We lose site of what it is to plant something and wait for it to poke thru the soil. We lose sight of all the work there is in caring for the soil, in fertilizing, in watering, in working with the environment to help produce life.
Likewise, I think it is interesting that many of us lose track of what it is to have God grow things in and through us through the planting of “seeds”. A conversation here, an experience there. These things over time, with watering and fertilizing, and trials and tribulations bring forth growth. Growth into unexpected areas that one doesn’t expect, nor does one possibly even desire. Thus it is with me. 12 years into my Christian life, I have watched workers come and go into the field for the harvest. I marveled at them, amazed at what they were doing. Longing to be able to see and believe and let go like they have. Conversations, Dinners, Hospitality, Housing, Giving, Supporting, Small trips, Divine Appointments… all these things have contributed through God’s sovereign grace and providence to bring me to the point where I have considered breaking loose, jumping into the void and pray that God would catch me. And it’s not just me that jumps, it is our whole family. My wife and 3 kids. Yet that is where we are, considering work in another country, another continent, hoping to be used and to be used up for His purposes and not my own. I’m insanely scared. I’m crazily excited at the prospects. I’m likely more than half way thru the life I have been given. I’ve spent a lot of that time on me. I have little time left to mess around climbing ladders, sitting in cubicles, worrying about Corporate America. There are things to do, things to say, things to write. And so, we have applied and we have moved further into the application process. Who knows what will happen. God. He can close and open the doors as He wishes. And so we pray and anticipate what He will do and where He will place us in this next phase.
From a few seeds comes growth, I just never imagined being a plant that would be transplanted.