Saturday, September 17, 2016

17 September 2016 - not seedless



May the LORD plant the seed of his word in our hearts. Let us give it rich soil in which to grow. Let us keep it deep within, far from the surface, at the cores of our beings. Let us keep it far from the birds and far from the thorns which are in unavoidable part of life.

Ultimately our whole lives are meant to be seeds sown to be raised to immortality. We are like the grain of wheat that must die to bring forth life. And so the burial of the seed of the word sometimes feels like a dying to self and a dying to the world. It feels like a sacrifice because we are farther from the surface and the light and freedom. But if we let the LORD do his work we are raised to experience these things in a new and truer way.

So also is the resurrection of the dead.
It is sown corruptible; it is raised incorruptible.
It is sown dishonorable; it is raised glorious.
It is sown weak; it is raised powerful.
It is sown a natural body; it is raised a spiritual body.
If there is a natural body, there is also a spiritual one.

The depth of the planting is key. And it is precisely in that depth that we experience death. But we know that the LORD gives the growth and that if we let him he will bear much fruit in us.

For you have rescued me from death,
my feet, too, from stumbling;
that I may walk before God in the light of the living.


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