Seeds of thought

Today I read again in 1 Corinthians 15
36... that which thou sowest is not quickened, except it die:

37 And that which thou sowest, thou sowest not that body that shall be, but bare grain, it may chance of wheat, or of some other grain:


NASV
36....That which you sow does not come to life unless it dies;

37 and that which you sow, you do not sow the body which is to be, but a bare grain, perhaps of wheat or of something else.

38 But God gives it a body just as He wished, and to each of the seeds a body of its own.



We don't plant a stalk of wheat or a zinnia in full flower. They will not grow. We plant their seeds. That is all that is left after the beauty has faded, withered and dried; Leaving what seems to be just a useless, brown, easily crumbled husk.

Each seed for each type of plant is different. Zinnia seeds are flat Wheat I think of as a small, pointed tooth. It doesn't look like much all tiny, dry and wrinkled.

A seed is not a plant, it contains the possibility of a plant within it. It needs the warmth of the sun, the nutrients in the earth and the rain to bring the life from it.

When we put small, hard, dry seeds in the dark of the earth we do not expect more small, hard, dry seeds to appear. We wait for the time when the seed will split the hull and bring the flower we know is contained in that seed to life.


Wheat seeds will not give corn plants. Moss rose seeds will not grow zinnias. The seeds each look different, but there is one thing common to each. They split as that within them is called by the sun and rain to grow and live. The seed itself is gone, food for the roots of the plant it sprouted or if it is too hard to be absorbed, the hull is just discarded.


The seeds between a man and woman create a body for a child. I think the seed of the spirit of God puts the life in it. It is part of each of us that can not be found as we see here, it is the part that is the spark of life that never dies, I think.

If our bodies are the seeds then the flower is the spirit within us. As we grow and reach out to the love that is God (and the Son) our spirits grow and ripen. The fruit or seed they leave behind is the love we sow in each other spirit that lives that we touch.

Like the flower needing the bee to carry the pollen so it may mature to make seeds, we need the love of each other and God for our spirit to ripen for harvest. To make seeds of love to leave in the spirits behind us we pass love between us for pollenation of our spirits.

Some of us spread love of beauty, others love of each other, some of us love of God. The love we have all came from Him. It spreads among us and gives us each what we need to make our seeds for him and plant them in the hearts we love with here.

Our bodies, like the flowers, wither, dry and age. The fruit that is the spirit of love and life in us grows through every age we reach.

Then comes the harvest. From sprout through full bloom to dried flower head, He choses what He needs and when from each of us. Some are thinned out as seedlings, some transplanted to His garden in full bloom and some of us appear to wither here but still He sees the seeds of love we plant here for Him as a beauty in us.

The witch hazel tree actually has a pod that pops apart and shoots it seeds for feet around it. Zinnia travel on the wind and wheat falls to the ground.

I think our seeds are invisible to our eyes but we can see them with our hearts in the love the ones we have touched hold, given to them by us. The pollen of my love to you will perhaps only touch one part of you and ripen just one seed but that is the love between us that brought it to life. One seed in me may be ripened by the love you showed to me.

When I share that love with others that you gave me it plants the seed of love we brought forth together in me.

Now let's make it simple.

I did not get the joy of giving my girls their first car, neither did their Dad. We had burned out two months after I got hurt at work. There was no money for a car or insurance. We all shared the one we had but it is not the same as your own.

The joy of making two girls smile at 16 years old went to our friend. He gave them a great car safe for two we loved to learn to drive in. The squeels of joy were shared among us all as he brought it over to them and handed them the keys.

The feelings of gratitude and gladness at his kind gift were well expressed. He knew he did a good thing. We all let him know it meant a lot to all of us different ways. He touched four hearts that day. We never gave him a dime but he had our love and knew it. Not just for the gift but for being the kind of man that saw the need and made the effort to fill it.

The girls have grown to be caring women, their father gone ahead. My heart remembered the fruit of loving those that need it, as I know that theirs has.

Many years later my nephew needed money and to sell a car. He was going in the Army. I didn't need another car. Still, it was on my heart to help.

When three families, friends of ours, burned out of their home there was a need for more ways of transportation. I got the joy of making the nephew happy and passing on a car where it was needed. It was fun all around and the seed that grew in my heart from the love of that friend was passed on to yet another as pollen to bring to life that seed in them.

Over and above all this, there grows within each one here a spirit that you can not see but that you can know is real. God seeks the growth of that loving spirit and sees the bloom that we can not. He seeks the life and love that is of Him and yearns to have it safe with Him forever in His great love.

Only for a little while are we here to grow, then harvest comes, in His plan and each of us goes home. I believe all love is of Him and we will be with the ones we love again. Until we are we are needed here as He has made us to spread the love that should be here for everyone.

It's just the way it seems to me. Friends here loving me and friends gone on ahead loving me, we will all be back together one day in the great love that is Him.