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Seeds of Community

February 8, 2012

As sure as the snow falls and piles up

I know that this season will pass.

I sit at the window seat and see past all the cold snow and see warm gardens growing and reaching high to the  Son.

Crocheting the very same piece which still smells of sunshine from last week.

I leaf through catalogs…seeing the connection

A garden of community

Seeds sitting within shells packed in man made wrappings waiting for release.

Waiting to be returned to dirt..out of those paper printed man made labels.

Shedding labels.

Shook out of rattley constraints.

Planted in rich soil

Labels and packaging forgotten

Sprouting into their true selves.

Breaking forth from even the darkness


nothing forced as we all….I mean, the seeds

Reach forth toward the Son.

Growing up as they are meant to …


More on building  growing community:
Floods in My Real Life
Friends and The Fire
Capturing a Gift
We are all a Messy Kitchen

2 Comments leave one →
  1. February 8, 2012 4:11 pm

    T…great parallels…so true…by the Spirit…organically…love it…enjoy the snow:)

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