What Seeds Do

When seeds are planted, they undergo a peculiar paradox. They die, and yet in dying they become new. They shed the shell that once protected them, and in that surrender, they release the essence they have carried quietly through time. What was hidden within them is forced to the surface. In their burial, they are not lost. In their breaking, they are not destroyed. Rather, they are embodied by the freedom that their new world provides.

A seed is never just a small thing to be tossed aside. It is life waiting in disguise. It is the certainty of carrying forward the vision of a people, the dream of a family, the testimony of an individual. Within the seed lies the promise of continuity. It is representative of our vision, our faith, our scars, and the journey we must make even when it is difficult, lonely, or unseen.

Life often leaves us battered. You may have been down and cast aside. You may have been broken in ways you never imagined. Life’s disappointments may have pulled you in different dimensions until you felt stretched beyond bearing. Yet, even in those moments, you must search for your seed. You must find it, fund it, and ensure it is planted.

Seeds demand care. They do not thrive on chance. They need nursing, especially in their earliest days. Help will come, but even help cannot replace the role you must play. The seed will need life from you if it is to withstand the harsh winds and the weight of the soil pressing down upon it. It will need your watchful eye and your patient hand. A seed may carry the potential of your future, but you remain its anchor and its brightest hope of survival. You cannot lean on it without first giving of yourself.

Understand this truth. Your help is coming, but it will often come clothed as your seed. The very seed you have nurtured in toil, in pain, in long nights with teary eyes. Growth is never a walk in the park. It will stretch you. It will demand the very best of you and sometimes the last of you. It will test your strength and your patience. Yet, like gold, your seed will prove itself. Refined through fire, it will stand self-evident, and no one will be able to deny its brilliance.

So, rise, and do not despise the day of small beginnings. Find your seed. Fund your seed. Plant it and nurse it. It may look fragile, but within it lies a future that can outlive you. It may look ordinary, but within it lies the extraordinary.

Your seed is your charge for always. It is your gift to the world, and it is also your testimony to the One who gave you life.

Nugget: The greatness you seek is already in your hand, wrapped as a seed. Honour it, feed it, and it will, in time, honour you.