“And he said, “The kingdom of God is as if a man should scatter seed on the ground.
He sleeps and rises night and day, and the seed sprouts and grows; he knows not how.
The earth produces by itself, first the blade, then the ear, then the full grain in the ear.”
Walking the garden, in temperatures so warm as to be almost overbearing, I noticed several zucchinis ripe for the picking. Only a few weeks ago, they were tiny starts, pushing up from seed. In the warmth of the summer sun, they had grown considerably.
“They look good,” God said.
“Thank you,” I said, then realized the silliness of those words. “Thank you. I didn’t do anything other than put the plants into the ground. They are doing what you designed them to do.”
“You are right. Everything I created is designed to grow,” God said. “It’s built into all life.”
I walked over to the tomato plants, some so heavy with unripened fruit that their branches rested on the ground. “I’ll stake those when it’s cooler out this evening.”
“They’ll appreciate that,” God said.
I walked, in awe of the plants doing what God intended for them to do. “Help me to grow as you intend,” I prayed. “Help me to blossom into who you want me to be.”
“Keep opening your heart to love and you’ll bloom magnificently,” God replied as He reached down and took my hand in His. We walked the rest of the garden together, in the warmth of the sun and His abiding love.