OF THE SEEDS
Its head slumped over facing the ground.
It had been a familiar site to me over the past several
weeks. We did all that we could to keep it alive so
that it would grow to full maturity.
It did its part, we did ours. But it seemed its
time had come.
I walked out onto my deck late last night in search of a
place to think. I had been riveted to the
television most of the day, watching in horror as the
images of death and destruction were replayed hundreds of
times. I couldn't take it any more.
"How appropriate!" I thought to myself. I
was standing on the deck, my head lowered in anguish and
confusion. I looked up and there next to me was the
huge sunflower we grew, that brightened my day and in
taking care of it, gave me purpose. We were
connected in a sense in a spiritual way. Both of us were
created by God.
I wish that someone could have captured the moment on
film. The both of us stood there with our heads
bowed. I believe it shared my pain and in respect
for the loss of my human family, it could no longer stand
But in reality, I believe its time had come. It had
grown fully and it now would turn to seed. I
realized then that it was all part of the plan. In
it's death came future life. It did not disappear,
never leaving a trace behind that it had ever existed at
all. No, to the contrary. For as they say,
"All the flowers of all the tomorrows are in the
seeds of today."
So it is in the tragedy of the loss of so many innocent
people. Each and every one of them have gone to
seed, leaving behind a piece of who they were. It
is now up to us to plant those seeds to grow to full
maturity. We have been given the opportunity to grow
something good, something positive for the future.
"For the possibility of peace in all our tomorrows,
lie in the tragedy of today."
was reminded of how important this was when I woke up
this morning. Walking out to my deck, my head still bowed
from the weight of this loss, I looked up in
astonishment. There before me, head held high, was
that same enormous sunflower. In disbelief I ran
down off the deck and faced it head on. Sure enough
it was true. The sunflower raised its head to face
the morning sun.
So, my friends, we are the keeper of the seed. It
is a new day, a new time to raise our heads and face the
sun. We have been entrusted with the seeds of the
lives lost. It is an awesome responsibility.
For as you know, "You reap what you sow."
-- Bob Perks