A Seed-Producing Life

By Norma Vera

When the Word of God talked about the herb, grass, and tree yielding seeds in Geneses 1:11 most of us never think anything beyond that.  Often times we do not realize that we live in a seed filled world.  It is as if though all of God’s dealing with humanity is about nothing more than seeds, sowing and reaping.

We have the harvest seeds (soul), tithing seeds, seeds for the sower (spiritual and physical farmer), seed of the woman, the generational seeds, and the animal kingdom seeds.

The Word speaks of the righteous seed, royal seed, the lineage seed, life giving seed, Holy seed, the seed of Israel, seed of blessings, seeds of kindness, incorruptible seed, and the seed of the Word.  Opposite of that we have the seed of thoughts, seeds of words and actions.  The wild seed, bad seed, corruptible seed, the mingled seed, wicked seed, seed of evildoers, seed of falsehood, seeds of adultery, and the list goes on.

Luke 8:5 talks about a sower who went out to sow referring to God’s Word and our spiritual condition.

For this reason, many people are seed conscience they consider what they say and do.  God fearing parents raise their children in church because they want the seed of God’s Word to take deep roots in their little children’s hearts.

I have been working on a fiction story called “On Wings of Praise” for a couple of years.  It is about a little girl who pulled her family out of poverty during the early nineteen hundreds.  One afternoon as she sat on the front porch eating a peach, the six year old looks at the bone and realizes that inside the bone was a life giving seed.  From that revelation a million dollar idea was born.  That idea transformed the rest of their lives.

Inside every seed is life bearing power that produces after its own kind.  It is not the nature of the seed to be corn and grow carrot.  What we sow is what we reap.

The taste of ripe California fruit is divine in flavor.  The last time I went, I brought several seeds home to Texas with me.  The other day I took some of those seeds and planted them.  I am anxious to see them grow next spring.

Winter comes and covers the earth with a blanket of snow.  Buried underneath the frozen sod is a lifeless and forgotten seed.  It appears to be dead in every form, but not so.  The small seed is bursting with life giving energy.  The shell swells and crakes open releasing an ocean of roots.  They explode with force that spreads out in every direction.  The thread thin roots grow downward embracing the earth with a solid grip.  They feed on the richness of its new muddy environment.  Digging deep into the utter darkness to quench their thirst.  

They continue their downward pursuit, until the April showers and warm sun come pounding on the ground making their demand.  “Come forth!” they cry.  Like Lazarus in the grave it too must obey, and that which appeared dead comes back to life in sprout form.  

God commanded that as long as there was life, seedtime and harvest would remain.  It cannot do otherwise.

This is true whether the seed is secret sin, a tree, a flower, a weed, an action, a word, a behavior pattern, or the rearing of our children.  It may remain in darkness for a season but it will grow and bear fruit.  It does not change in character because it is spiritual, financial, physical, earthly, or eternal seed.  By nature, we are seed producing beings.  Furthermore, with every passing year, it will produce more fruit and every fruit will bear more seed.  

Like Johnny Appleseed we too spread seeds everywhere we go with every breath we take, every thought we think, every word we speak, every decision we make and every act we commit.  Every earthly progression, government, advancement, movement, business, lifestyle, creation, or idea came from a seed.

When I stopped and consider the weight of my responsibility as a seed producing being – I wept.