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Previous Challenge Entry (Level 1 – Beginner)
Topic: Personal Peace (06/01/06)

TITLE: Seeds of Peace
By Michelle Fout
06/05/06


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My Pastor said something today in his sermon that really settled my overly anxious thoughts. He said at one point in his walk with the Lord, God spoke to him about his tongue. The Lord told him that his tongue was a shovel and that he kept using it to dig up the little seed that the Lord had planted in order to see if anything was growing.

Now, my Pastor was talking about patience and waiting to see fruit grow from a vine, but it went straight into my heart as a lesson in practicing personal peace. I have been struggling with obsessive thoughts and when they reach the levels they have in recent weeks, these thoughts become words and like my Pastor; I have been digging up the little seed God has planted in my life, to see if there are any roots taking hold.

I have not been in a place of peace about how God planted this little seed into my life. I read somewhere that there are evergreen pinecones that do not release their seeds until a fire or intense heat pops open the cone. A recent situation in my life was very much like a raging fire. The fire destroyed many illusions I had firmly in place. It swept away the grand decorations that covered the walls of my strongholds and left them in ruins. It also exploded a small pinecone and dropped a few seeds into my heart.

Like my Pastor, I have not left these poor little seeds alone. I have not taken care to give them the things that are required: a little water, a time of peace and rest, a chance to grow.

Instead I have allowed my mind to obsess over these small things; my thoughts have led to words and actions that have disturbed the soil and I simply can’t leave them alone to grow in God’s timing. I worry that because of the ravages I see around me from the fire that the seeds have been damaged. I worry that the stress of the fire has killed the possibilities of future life and restoration.

I know I need to take my thoughts captive, to remember how this last year He has prepared me for this fire and this planting. I knew it was a time of preparation even if I was not expecting a fire or this method of planting. He has been faithfully cultivating the soil of my heart in small ways. He has wisely decided the timing and the method of the planting and I must trust him that His ways will not fail.

I know that the seeds will produce a harvest of at least one tree and from that tree more pinecones will come to make more trees. It should be enough for me to know this about God, that His word does not go out and come back void. If he has indeed spoken a word over my life and deposited a seed in my heart then he intends to make it grow and thrive.

I need to cooperate with the Lord now just as I have cooperated with him in the past when he was working the soil. I need to sit in peace, to wait upon the Lord, to trust in Him at all times and know that the seed grows without my demanding to see some sign of life. The Lord will have his way, what he sows, he grows and what he grows will yield a sizeable harvest according to his determination.

It is time to practice peace, to make peace with God and his planting methods. If I have worked with him and sown in tears, then the harvest will be brought in with song and that is a promise that stills the thoughts and quiets the tongue…for now. Grow precious little ones, grow.


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Jan Ross06/11/06
You've shared some wisdom here! Be careful to capitalize any reference to God (He, Him, His, etc.). Have you thought about sharing this with your Pastor? They often need the encouragement of knowing that what they preach really does lead to transformation! Thanks for sharing! :)
Virginia Gorg06/12/06
The tongue is a shovel is a good analogy. I like your style of writing and you flow through your thought-process well. :)
Valerie Routhieaux06/14/06
Thank you for letting me know there is a purpose in the fire. Please do not stop writing and sharing.