A man going away on a long journey called his two grown up sons & gave them each a box of seeds, blessed them & left without any instructions on using the gift.
The younger son was so excited – for it was indeed a beautiful carved wooden box & inside it, seeds of a lovely shade of brown. He closed the box & then took it & kept it carefully in his room.
Now the older son admired the carvings on the box too but decided that he would use what was inside it. He quickly went to survey the barren land behind his house. With the help of a few people he ploughed the hard earth & when it was just right, he planted all the seeds in neat rows. He made sure it was watered regularly & nurtured it with care.
In due course the older son’s box of seeds had produced a mighty harvest. He was able to sell his crops in the village market at a profit & gather a few sacks of seeds to be planted again! This was possible because he was willing to take a risk & plant the seeds his Father had given him.
The younger son’s box of seeds remained just that – a box in a lonely room gathering dust, with seeds inside it longing to spring to life & produce a harvest if only they could be trusted, given a chance & allowed out of their box.
All of us have within us the seeds of potential & greatness. It is upto us to decide whether we will allow those seeds to grow or hide it where it will never have a chance to emerge.
We need to have the faith to believe that inside us has been placed seeds of talent, creativity, growth & opportunity.
We must do our part to recognize the seeds in our lives, nurture it & help it grow so it can produce a mighty harvest in our lives.
Some poems have the ability to inspire & strengthen. If by Rudyard Kipling is one of those poems I have never tired of reading…
IF you can keep your head when all about you
Are losing theirs and blaming it on you,
If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you,
But make allowance for their doubting too;
If you can wait and not be tired by waiting,
Or being lied about, don’t deal in lies,
Or being hated, don’t give way to hating,
And yet don’t look too good, nor talk too wise:
If you can dream – and not make dreams your master;
If you can think – and not make thoughts your aim;
If you can meet with Triumph and Disaster
And treat those two impostors just the same;
If you can bear to hear the truth you’ve spoken
Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools,
Or watch the things you gave your life to, broken,
And stoop and build ’em up with worn-out tools:
If you can make one heap of all your winnings
And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss,
And lose, and start again at your beginnings
And never breathe a word about your loss;
If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew
To serve your turn long after they are gone,
And so hold on when there is nothing in you
Except the Will which says to them: ‘Hold on!’
If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue,
‘ Or walk with Kings – nor lose the common touch,
if neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you,
If all men count with you, but none too much;
If you can fill the unforgiving minute
With sixty seconds’ worth of distance run,
Yours is the Earth and everything that’s in it,
And – which is more – you’ll be a Man, my son!
God says –
“For My thoughts are not your thoughts,
Nor are your ways My ways,” says the Lord.
For as the heavens are higher than the earth,
So are My ways higher than your ways,
And My thoughts than your thoughts.
– Isaiah 55:8,9 –
I happened to stumble upon this song & love it.
This song beautifully depicts the love of Jesus & how He sees us while we may hang on to the negatives, shame & failures.
“I see your story, I see My name
Written on every beautiful page
You see the struggle, you see the shame
I see the reason I came.
I came for your story I came for your wounds
To show you what Love sees when I see you”
One of the most powerful & inspirational messages that I’ve listened to. Riveting.
Make a joyful shout to the Lord, all you lands!
Serve the Lord with gladness;
Come before His presence with singing.
Know that the Lord, He is God;
It is He who has made us, and not we ourselves;
We are His people and the sheep of His pasture.
Enter into His gates with thanksgiving,
And into His courts with praise.
Be thankful to Him, and bless His name.
For the Lord is good;
His mercy is everlasting,
And His truth endures to all generations.
Music is manna for the soul…
It is good to give thanks to the Lord,
And to sing praises to Your name, O Most High;
To declare Your lovingkindness in the morning,
And Your faithfulness every night,
On an instrument of ten strings,
On the lute,
And on the harp,
With harmonious sound…
Psalm 92 1:3
Good old country music with soul…