Reflection of the week

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My spiritual life is a seed. Sometimes it is plump and full of potential, sometimes bursting with life and growth. Sometimes my faith is withered and dormant, like a seed resting and waiting…

How many times is our whole mind consumed with worry over something? It seems to draw us down into an abyss that is such hard a place to climb out from. It affects every part of our day and night and so often the worries are about things that have not yet happened.

“Jesus said to his disciples: ‘Very truly, I tell you, unless a grain of wheat falls into the earth and dies, it remains just a single grain; but if it dies, it bears much fruit.’” – John 12:24

In being buried and resting for a season, the seed is fulfilling this part of its life cycle. When my faith feels dormant, withered and dry, it is a natural part of the flow of life.

How beautiful it is that my walk with God is just as real when it is sleeping and feeling dried up by reservations and doubt as when it is vibrant and alive. My activity in God's kingdom might indicate where I am in the cycle of life, but it says nothing about the depth and reality of my relationship with God.

I rejoice that God gives me permission to rest, be dormant, and to feel dry and unproductive. At other times in my life I have been green and fruitful. I will be again.


God, I choose to let you do a deep work in me while ‘nothing’ seems to be happening on the surface. I will abide in you and I will trust the cycle of life. Amen.

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