John 12:24
Very truly I tell you, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.
We can’t make sense of the circumstances in which we feel buried. Especially when we cannot see anything except darkness and can only smell the stench of decay. During such moments, we must trust that something is growing. Something is being birthed in the invisible realities we likely cannot see.
An unplanted seed is nothing more than constrained potential. We love the thought of being gifted and having the ability to do something great, but we don’t smile so brightly when we are placed in the refining processes of life. But aren’t these two intimately connected? How can we have one without the other? We cannot rightfully ask the Master Husbandman to skip out on the development of our lives simply because we are uncomfortable with being alone in dark places.
The presence of pain in our life isn’t a prophecy of your destruction. Rather, our troubles are a sign that He is preparing us for our arrival at a bright and cheerful ascent. We are in the process of sprouting new life. Breaking through the filthy soil of where we were placed in life, we sprout and rise to continue seeing another world of possibilities. But I understand the difficulty in simply trusting Him. When we’re burdened by distresses and overwhelmed by the urgent demands of life, we forget that our Vinedresser truly has our best interests at heart.
Very truly I tell you, unless a kernel of wheat falls to the ground and dies, it remains only a single seed. But if it dies, it produces many seeds.
We can’t make sense of the circumstances in which we feel buried. Especially when we cannot see anything except darkness and can only smell the stench of decay. During such moments, we must trust that something is growing. Something is being birthed in the invisible realities we likely cannot see.
An unplanted seed is nothing more than constrained potential. We love the thought of being gifted and having the ability to do something great, but we don’t smile so brightly when we are placed in the refining processes of life. But aren’t these two intimately connected? How can we have one without the other? We cannot rightfully ask the Master Husbandman to skip out on the development of our lives simply because we are uncomfortable with being alone in dark places.
The presence of pain in our life isn’t a prophecy of your destruction. Rather, our troubles are a sign that He is preparing us for our arrival at a bright and cheerful ascent. We are in the process of sprouting new life. Breaking through the filthy soil of where we were placed in life, we sprout and rise to continue seeing another world of possibilities. But I understand the difficulty in simply trusting Him. When we’re burdened by distresses and overwhelmed by the urgent demands of life, we forget that our Vinedresser truly has our best interests at heart.
