But the sower going forth
to sow seeds sets foot in time to come,
the seeds, falling on his own place.
He has prepared a way for his life
to come to him, if it will.
Like master gardener and writer, June Santon, “When I see that first, minuscule, curled, pale green wisp of a sprout poking up between a couple of grains of vermiculite, I hear God speaking.” But then again, it’s really more than just hearing Him speak. It is connecting with Him in a way unlike anything else because when sowing a seed, like Him, it is creating life. After all we are made in the image of our Creator God, and so we too have the ability to create. My particular palette is made up of photographs and words and seeds and plants whereas someone else’s may be notes of music, globs of paint, utensils in a kitchen, pieces of metal, blocks of wood. The possibilities go on and on because we are not only capable of creating with objects but also with the very essence of who and what we are, as with teachers and ministers and parents.
I praise you because I am fearfully and wonderfully made; your works are wonderful, I know that full well. ~Psalm 139:13-15 ✝