He’s just a little guy, but he toddles along behind me. In his chubby hand are seeds. He drops one in each hole, sometimes pausing to stick a finger in and make that hole bigger.
“What will happen to the seed, Mommy?”
“Pretty soon, little roots will push out of it. And from the top, a little green stalk will come. That’s what pushes up through the ground to let us know a plant is there.”
“Oh. So the seed goes away?” Pause. “I like the seeds. This one looks like corn. That one’s so round.” Another pause. “Why do the seeds have to go away?”
I take a deep breath and file this away in my mind and heart. Oh yes – when he’s older, the discussions we can have about growth and change, death and life – how God has designed better to come!
“Honey, the seeds are just the beginning. God made them this way so they could give us plants and flowers and big, juicy tomatoes. They go away to make room for something bigger and better.”
Truth for Easter…truth for life.
And little boys? They’re like seeds – bundles of promise.
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