Seeds

~seeds~

Two-thousand 

and twelve.

Little seeds planted.

Moments and days both

sweetness and light;

mixed with

difficulty and sorrow:

in relationships

broken and mended;

in health,

lost and gained;

in words,

spoken and held.

At times

tucked under wing to rest, 

'til strong enough to fly.

My heart, 

a mixture of moments:

dripping with gratitude,

and heavy with concern...

Hard choices, led to joy.

Broken roads, led to hope.

Crusty heart, pushed to soften.

Forgiving others, being forgiven.

It did not unfold as I had planned,

    but as it should be...

He makes all things beautiful. 

He also set eternity in the human heart; 

yet no one can fathom what God has done from beginning to end.*

In all these,

little seeds, 

gifts.

Gifts of

joy and sorrow, 

planted in season, 

will not lend 

certainty to tomorrow.

But will focus 

my heart,

my mind,

my eyes,

on Him 

who is not bound to this day.

He has a plan, 

and it is good.

This year He set

little seeds of eternity

in this 

fragile,

imperfect,

awkward,

girl.

May these seeds 

bring Him glory.

*Ecclesiastes 3:11