Seeds of love
It is love that I see in Jesus' eyes as he gazes across
fields where wheat and wild grass grow, stems swaying in summer breeze.
His eyes embrace the hills as they rise from water’s
edge, and he smiles. In that slight smile, I see and know his desire for me …
and for every soul.
He wants seeds of love to grow in the soil of our souls
that we might know and become the Love he is.
The Holy One has been sowing seeds of love in the
world since Earth was new. Every moment of our lives sows seeds of divine life
into our hearts.
Every day is a gift. Every sunrise an opportunity to
open our hearts in gratitude for the privilege of being, for the startling
truth that we are alive, for the ecstasy of touching the hand or cheek of
someone we love, for the needs of others that call us beyond ourselves, for the
crystal beauty of sunlight glistening on frozen snow.
Even our troubles and sorrows sow seeds, stripping way
our defenses and opening our hearts (if we are willing) to know, again, that
what most matters in the ecstatic simplicity of loving and being loved. Everything
else pales.
Some seeds are snatched away like dreams at the moment
of waking. Others find little root as we are too busy with living to notice …
or to make space for them to grow in us.
I’ll not worry about the millions of seeds that found
no place to grow in my life. I am too grateful for the seeds of love that somehow
managed to take root and grow a harvest of divine love in me … and in so many millions of others.
This is my greatest joy. It makes me smile … that same smile I see on Jesus’
face.
Pr.
David L. Miller
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