I’m peeling an orange…probably for the thousandth time in my life. This one has seeds and I spit them onto a small plate in front of me. There is an aggravation in orange seeds. As a child I was very careful. I didn’t want an orange tree planted in my stomach.
Recently I bought a small ‘seedless watermelon’…well, that’s how they were advertised. I noted a tiny ‘disclaimer’ on a sticker…”may contain seeds”. It gave me a smile every time I took another slice of it.
Someone once said “You may count the seeds in an apple but only God can count the apples in a seed.”
You can find seeds everywhere…seeds of hope, seeds of compassion and seeds of wisdom but sometimes seeds are not always useful…seeds of wickedness, seeds of sin, etc. Like all seeds they start out small but they take root and grow and before long their trunks and branches have invaded our good intentions and they have choked out the very best in us.
I think most of us are advocates of seedless varieties (like grapes). We just can’t cope with the spitting out, collecting and depositing the wastes. Kind of makes me think of my kids as babies…a lot of that was happening at that stage of their lives. And yet the baby was so precious and a few “seeds” didn’t spoil the package at all.
I wonder if God feels the same way about us, for we certainly are not always adorable. At that matter sometimes we are like an orange, full of sinful seeds that need to be spit out, cleaned up and put in the garbage. But He loves us so much and can see the potential that is in us.
Scripture mentions seeds and the planting of them and it also draws our attention to the kind of soil they are planted in.
Hopefully His good seed is planted in our hearts and flourishing according to His will. Only time will tell.
