Yesterday I wrote about sowing and reaping. It appears that I am not yet finished with that theme.
One of my favorite hymns contains the words "We are sowing, daily sowing, countless seeds of good and ill ..."
Let me share with you some individuals who are sowing seeds of good.
Every night before bed, our oldest son reads to his two young sons, ages six and three. The boys are energetic, frequently restless, but they know that this is "reading time with Dad." He is sowing seeds of a love for reading.
A sweet friend volunteers every week in a community preschool. Her children are long since grown. She does this out of a love for all children. She is sowing seeds of service.
Another friend tries to bring one of her children with her whenever she takes a meal to a family in need. Her children witness her quiet acts of compassion. She is sowing seeds of a good example.
Who knows where these seeds will land, what they will reap in years or eternities to come? The hymn continues, "Seeds that sink in rich, brown furrows, soft with heaven's gracious rain."
So, for today, I am grateful for seeds "blessed with heaven's gracious rain."
Just like in the garden, we don't know which seeds will sprout!
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