The Morning Light
Seeds That Are Sown
Out of hope are seeds sown
From the farmer they’re thrown down
To the earth the soil the rock
Some reach attain their destiny
Sadly others not
Carried away by insects and bugs
To be eaten to become food for grubs
Others die sadly overwhelmed by noxious weeds
Insidious plants that think only of their needs
Too bad if your caught up in them and perish
In their mind your a hindrance to themselves whom they cherish
Alas there are who have landed perfectly
They will get the chance to grow normally
But even some of them still won’t make it through
It’s a wicked jungle sometimes the loss is more than a few
Persistence does pays off in the long run
Though the growth period often isn’t fun
The goal to try and grow as many good plants as possible
That is a major part of His plan and is truly plausible
Once sown it’s up to the seeds with help from the sower
To get what’s needed to grow ever larger
To finally be ready to be harvest
To give the Farmer His request
To become His willing participants joining in His Banquet
Amen
JFFIII 9/13/25