Praying through my despondency
my loss of hope
waning courage.
As I watch the world around me in its brokenness.
And am painfully aware of my brokenness in it.
I hear a still small voice.
"...become a seed."
"You know what you must become,
you must become a seed."
A seed is nothing.
It lays in dusty dirt. Powerless.
No self determination.
But, in God it becomes.
And that is all I need to know.
