It’s been a whiiiile since I’ve come on here to share my thoughts.
It really has been quite a ride this year, and I’m learning more about sacrifice and earnest expectation.
This is a very personal piece that I’d love to share with you, but PLEASE let me know what you think.
Have a beautiful rest of 2015.
Piss upon thee
*insert chuckle here*
Let us take a moment to consider
I tend to think of seeds as a means to an end. The subject of an investment. The key to a desired outcome.
But the seed has perspective too…
The seed is cast to the ground by the farmer to die knowing full well that it will be reborn greater.
But the seed only sees earth and death…
…it only sees its separation from its kin. Buried alive.
Left to die in the earth.
I have felt like a seed before.
Afraid of being separated.
Afraid of being planted, nay, buried alive.
Afraid of being asked to “die”
But then I am reborn.