A lot of things have me thinking about seeds right now.
There's "The Reaper's Seed," which was the catalyst for this very blog/website. The story has themes of seeds, sowing, harvesting and reaping woven into it's fabric on multiple levels. The story itself is meant to plant seeds of wondering about the human condition, rebellions, reconciliation, and ultimately out standing before God along these lines. I try to plant the idea of reading "The Reaper's Seed" with people as I get the chance. I even dream of thousands reading and enjoying it. All it's going to take is a few well placed seeds, some work, a lot of patience, and God to grow it.
Then there is the arrival of Spring. On a small scale, part of me is a farmer. I may just love gardening. I get a kick out of growing my own food. The satisfaction that comes from watching a messy piece of my yard turn into an edible little paradise in just a couple of months makes me smile through and through. All it takes is a few handfuls of seeds, a little work, a lot of patience, and God to grow it.
Next, there's my gorgeous little girl, Emiliana. In this case, she is the seed. She is the miracle of new life is crawling around my feet, smiling at me, giggling, whining, crying, making wonderful little messes and learning something new every day. I have the awesome privilege and responsibility to love her, discipline her, train her, teach her and protect her every day. All it's going to take is some hard work, a lot of patience and God's growing power.
Most importantly, there is the grand sweeping arch of my life: what kind of seeds am I sowing? The above topics factor in, but it goes beyond them even, to encompass so much more. And the more I ponder things like this, the more I see how much of life is about have the right seed, sowing it, working hard, being patient, and trusting God's growing power.