This morning for some reason I’m reminded of an experiment I tried when I was teaching 4th grade at M.L. King Elementary School. We were planting seeds and documenting how long they took to sprout etc. I decided that I would put one of the planted seeds in a dark closet. I was going to show the students that the seed would not grow because no one was watering it and there was no light.
To my surprise one day I opened the closet. That stubborn little, neglected seed devoid of my watering it had not only sprouted it had grown. In fact it was stretching its way to the closet opening. I was incredulous. I almost couldn’t understand it. I pulled out the little survivor. What was amazing was that the plant was totally white. Not a dot of green on the whole thing. Photosynthesis was not a part of its process because of the lack of light. However the plant survived. Its gangly appearance spoke life at any cost. It had absorbed whatever moisture it could find from the soil. It heroically sought the rays of light that seeped into the crack of the closet closure. Its persistence and will to live had outwitted my initial attempts to prove a point.
My conclusions were that a seed planted in good soil has a very good chance of survival even if some neglect is present. Like a soul who receives the Word of God. Once that seed is received into good soil it will come forth. It will seek the light no matter how hard it may have to fight. First that seed is buried. It must die and come forth pushing pass the barrier to break forth and reach to the light. Am I always reaching pushing, overcoming the barriers in life to receive the word of God? Am I not more persistent than a little unthinking seed when it comes to growing in grace and the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ? I hope so.
To my surprise one day I opened the closet. That stubborn little, neglected seed devoid of my watering it had not only sprouted it had grown. In fact it was stretching its way to the closet opening. I was incredulous. I almost couldn’t understand it. I pulled out the little survivor. What was amazing was that the plant was totally white. Not a dot of green on the whole thing. Photosynthesis was not a part of its process because of the lack of light. However the plant survived. Its gangly appearance spoke life at any cost. It had absorbed whatever moisture it could find from the soil. It heroically sought the rays of light that seeped into the crack of the closet closure. Its persistence and will to live had outwitted my initial attempts to prove a point.
My conclusions were that a seed planted in good soil has a very good chance of survival even if some neglect is present. Like a soul who receives the Word of God. Once that seed is received into good soil it will come forth. It will seek the light no matter how hard it may have to fight. First that seed is buried. It must die and come forth pushing pass the barrier to break forth and reach to the light. Am I always reaching pushing, overcoming the barriers in life to receive the word of God? Am I not more persistent than a little unthinking seed when it comes to growing in grace and the knowledge of our Lord Jesus Christ? I hope so.
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